I succumb to a struggle that isn't mine. I abuse
because no one treats me right and when they do, they expect things in return. I
succumb to the agony that numbs me day in day out. This excruciating pain of
silence hangs heavy off my shoulders and I wonder why I've been chosen to live
through such a pragmatic quandary. I'm on the edge and I'm falling off, I pierce
myself one more time to rid this torment.
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