The pounding in my head won't fade
As the days go by, my life slowly dies
The pains of the memories haunt me
My skin has become fragile and pale
Sickly sick is what I am
A parasite to this world
My body is deformed and my mind,
Is a jumbled mess
Sleep comes hard as my body can barely hold myself up, the crack of whips awaken me from my dreamless sleep
Laughter all around as the whip comes down, the scars on my back prove what I have had to go through
My bones show through my skin as my breathing becomes harder
Wheezing in and out
Coughing up blood
The torture and pain they put me though
Makes me want to end my existence
The chains and the shackles tighten around my wrists and ankles
As if the torture and the pain wasn't enough, I am watched
Every second of every day, as if I'd tell someone about the torture
But no one would believe me, my life is all but a lie after all
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Poems!
PoetrySo this is a book of poems that I have written - my old account was XxLovePoetryxX so this is me still. But again a lot of these are from when I was younger (at least the first few) some of them are also from now a days. Warning updates will be a b...
