You took away
A part of me
My only way
To be free.
You captured me
And kept me in a bubble
You left me in this bottle
You didn't care about me.
I tried to scream
I had no more then this low esteem
Of my own self
I was stuck on this shelf.
I still feel your hands on this body
You cursed me
You made me cry
I just hope you die.
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The Poetry Book of a Damaged Mind
Poesía/!\Important/!\ ^This book contains sensible subjects as suicidal thoughts, self harm and many other subjects that might make some people uncomfortable. Poetry is to share feelings, some of them are sadness or pain but if it is too much to handle yo...
