Stranded

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It's coming back in full force,

My eyes are wet,

They never dry,

She's grabbing a hold of me,

and ripping me apart,

The darkness is clouding over me,

Waiting for me to break once more,

A dark killer cloud lurking in the shadows,

Always waiting,

Always lurking,

My thoughts are dark,

No one must know,

I need to hide,

I need to run,

I need to release,

I must stay strong,

I must not depend,

I must not weaken,

I am not sorry for who I am,

I am sorry for what I do,

I am not okay,

I know this now,

I want no help but my own,

But I may have no choice,

She's tearing off my clothes, my skin, my bones, until,

She reaches my heart, and there is nothing left,

I'm a hollow shell,

How did I get here?

What have I become?

When will it end?

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