The Unheard


Stands on edge of precipice,

Ebony abyss

Battle born, there has never

Been a war like this.

Criss-cross grooves from razor blades

Creeping up young arms

Voice in barren wilderness,

Doesn't raise alarms.

Jars of pills on bathroom shelf,

Claustrophobic walls

Stands on edge of precipice-



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