I’m the victim of your pins and needles as you inflict untold damage on my heart and soul without even touching me. Yes, you know the exact pressure points that cause me such pain and hurt me when I least expect you to. One minute I’m the doll you want to hold the next the one you want to torture. There is no rhyme or reason to the pain you inflict just the projection of the agony your feeling at any given moment. I try to run and hide but your doll follows me I pray that it isn’t to the grave.