Empty Shell

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Everytime I look into the mirror
I see an empty shell of what I used to be staring back at me.

Mocking and taunting me.

I'm broken beyond repair
Cause I allowed the harsh words of people get to me.

When I was weak they called me useless.
When I was feeling strong they called me proud and broke me with hurtful and demeaning words.

I'm trapped with monsters, who have turned me into a puppet.

I'm slowly losing hope and the will to fight for my freedom.

I'm stock staring at the image of a once strong girl that was destroyed by shallow minded people.

My soul is completely broken and my will is crying for someone to help break me out of the cage built by my insecure mind.

©Mary Samuel

©Mary Samuel

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