Torn apart by monsters you can’t even see
Blind to the person you were meant to be
Pain that breaks the soul
Rots the mind
And petrifies the heart
It has to be your fault
for the tormented is the cruelest tormentor
Skin as smooth as knives
To keep soft flesh at bay
Afraid your touch is what causes decay
The world will never apologize
So you found a way to make them pay
Filled with so much sorrow and hate
Poisoning yourself
To prove the world blooms without you
Happiness is the ultimate joke
When the world has driven you mad
And didn’t even wish you good luck
About the Creator
Hufflecup
I want nothing more than to dedicate my life to writing, so I figured I would start here to test the waters. I will be submitting stories to as many communities as possible.
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