Get me out of this skin I'm in,
I cannot bleach it deep within,
Get me out of this place I don't know
Where the abuse would happen,
Where the demons would show
Get me out of his skin I'm in
After he penetrated my every orifice
Again, again and again
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My Pestilent Breakdown
PoetryHere are several poems I have written about my mental health and my journey to recovery.
