My cries for help go unheard
the voice inside of me screams
pain is enveloped and sent nowhere
it is here to reside in my soul
I stop requesting help
for nobody cares
this pain is mine
and mine alone
a possession unwanted
that possesses me
caresses me in an ugly way
I am a child of God
kidnapped by Satan
tortured in darkness and in pain
waiting to be rescued



congrats on the bronze you so deserved it













God bless you, Mark Things will be ok
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