Imagine broken glass,
shattered under your feet,
imagine a desperate heart,
barley able to beat..
Imagine an infected needle,
piercing through your vein,
or lets imagine a tortured soul,
lost in eternal pain..
Now lets imagine a black addiction,
with so much hell to give,
imagine stabbing your arms,
becomes your only will to live..
Now I want you to picture bruises,
on every inch of your skin,
now imagine the devil himself,
clawing his way within..
Now pretend your not pretending,
you can hear his fucking call,
now imagine this was real,
you weren't imagining at all..
Lucky you it was all a bad dream,
you get to escape his burning knife,
yet what you call your nightmare,
is what I call my life..
-Sara
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