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The way I hurt

The pain grows deep inside as does my rage.
I feel the depth of hate;
How strong the feeling grows.
Power behind the word tyrants know.
The way I hurt;
skin dry cracked and torn.
Salt filling my wounds;
Oh how it burns.
What am I to do? I'm my only friend.
Taunted by the rues of ruin and truth.
Lies in my mind put there by you.
oppressed by deceit , and slavery.
What have I become?
My heart is done, I can only see what's put in front of me.
So much loss and death. Bled out of my hands.
Provoked by crimson kingdoms come.
I rise and fall,
Fighting every thought.
Demons embrace me
Pulsing through me like dagger piercing my heart.
The way I hurt.
I can't give in ,but I feel weak.
Tortured eternally  
What am I to do? I'm my only friend.
All I have is me, and I can't breath.
swallowed by despair forgotten by you.
My tears rise and fall.
Consumed by dire grief.
The way I hurt.
I need relief.
Blazing flames burning my humanity, stemming from my pain.
Feeling the venom infecting my veins.
Unraveling who I am.
What have I become?
Darkness falls over me. Desperation and chains weighing me.
Set me free.
The way I hurt , I rise and fall
Light at the end.
If I stand and lose my fear I persevere, I will find the end.
I will find the light.
My pain will subside.
Written by kristina (kris the white rabbit13)
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