| 1 entry | | |  | | | | Just a poem I wrote. Let me know what you think. | wrote | | The Void of the Tortured Souls
Broken and bleeding I slip through the cracks of reality.
Drowning in your fabricated demise.
My defenses exposed and reveal my wounded heart.
Peeling away to the flesh of my soul.
I don't know who you are.
You ripped through my scars and left me to die.
I can't hold on to the fear that I'm lost without you.
I've become your sacrifice.
I'm pulled down into the void of the tortured souls.
Forever chained in anguish.
Jessyca Harmon | | | | | 1 entry | | |
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