they stripped me,
from skin to bone
while i let down my broken
defenses.
i recited my demonic thoughts;
they mocked them to one and all.
late at night,
i drown my self in the ocean of regret,
as to why i let them know me at all?
i slipped to my marble floor ;
cradled my white washed walls,
as i whispered them my suicidal thoughts.
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alas,
they say walls can hear too;
thus, i hope they reply me soon.
