Internal War

My thoughts are killing me,

my dreams are haunting me.

My body is covered,

with hundreds of scars.

My eyes are liars,

and so is my mouth.

My body disgust me,

I'm repulsive to myself.

I'm worthless.

It's easy to see.

My demons are coming for me.

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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