fighting the thoughts

The words that cut threw my skin is never ending

Are you now proud of me

Im still fighting the war youve started

Im truly thinking about giving up but you wouldnt like that

Im a dog in your eyes 

nothing better or worse

your words are my command

Consenquenses........ ohh you and me have met before

No matter what i do im stuck in this room that swallows me

Ive wished you away so many times that i dont know whats real anymore

Racing to the end and i fall

I yell for your help and you turn away

thank you for everything

the death you have caused will alwyas ring threw your head

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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