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Human.

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By Angel BladePublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
Human.
Photo by Jan Antonin Kolar on Unsplash

At one point I'm invisible

and the next there are too many lights

I'm suffocated by too many people around

but yet I am alone

I am wounded as I am badly hurt

but no one can heal me

Scarred are my hands

but so quick are they to embrace him

There may not be demons in my head

but there are demons in my bed

It scares me to trust

but yet I feel I do it too much

What am I?

Human.

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About the Creator

Angel Blade

These are all poems written from 2021 to 2024. I was in my teenage years... please keep this in mind...

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    Written by Angel Blade