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He threw me in a maze of despair
Ensuring I'd endure nightmarish pain
I've cried out my eyes until Ive faded to sleep from the exhaustion
When the torment became too much for me to take
I've often feared that he would push me too far
Over the edge sharp as razors
Where death waits patiently For my fall
The hands on the clock
Keeps winding around
The second hand ticking
Is the rooms only sound
I'm riddled with wounds
Scabs still seeping
Covered with countless scars
My anger and frustrations are still alive and breathing
And the blood of my tears
Still silently weeps through my bandaged heart
Written By- Kandice Johnson
Copyright ©️ 2021 Kandice Johnson, USA
All Rights Reserved
Ensuring I'd endure nightmarish pain
I've cried out my eyes until Ive faded to sleep from the exhaustion
When the torment became too much for me to take
I've often feared that he would push me too far
Over the edge sharp as razors
Where death waits patiently For my fall
The hands on the clock
Keeps winding around
The second hand ticking
Is the rooms only sound
I'm riddled with wounds
Scabs still seeping
Covered with countless scars
My anger and frustrations are still alive and breathing
And the blood of my tears
Still silently weeps through my bandaged heart
Written By- Kandice Johnson
Copyright ©️ 2021 Kandice Johnson, USA
All Rights Reserved
Published 27th Mar 2021
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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