How am I supposed to be strong, when I am breaking..
Tell me am I just a monster in the making? My existence is only for others taking.
Days go by and the resentment fills me, all I want to do is break the lock on this cage and be free..
Please I've nothing left to give, just let me be.
The day will come when I'll be completely consumed by hatred and madness, But for now I dwell in sadness.
I fear these feelings are all I possess, when the monster takes control I will be the only one who will feel blessed.
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Author:
Travis Bower (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Overwhelmed feeling used and constricted ready to explode. Well expressed
A sense the darkness and innet turmoil are becoming to much, and struggling to find a way out, nicely expressed write
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