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Scraps of my thoughts

Sleep was my only sanctuary
but you stole that asylum from me.
It was my soul's escape to a place without earthly pain,
but it has been infected by the diseases of dark memories.

The fog of deceit thickens the air
as your lies, sharp as razors, cut through my skin.
They have caused me to bleed ceaselessly .
Still you smothered me in broken dreams and despair.
Kill me now ,in mercy, don't force me to suffer. (pity me please)


I know my questions will never be answered,
I must learn to live with all of your lies.

I wish you knew what it felt like
to never feel beautiful.

The only time I feel beautiful
is when a man covets me.
(lusts after my flesh)

You left demons inside my head (me)
and they feed upon my sanity.

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Right now this is just thoughts typed out...I'm slowly working on them...writer's block!

I would prefer critiques rather than advice please.

    I plan to revise this poem: please leave constructive criticism!
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