My hearts locked up and I'm confused. I guess that's because I've been abused. My mental worth was stolen, my body too.. do you know what it feels like to be used?
Achy heart, mind and soul am I worth anything at all? Will this hurt ever be healed or will it continue to be unfulfilled?
Will I live through the pain or try to take my life once again, I'm like a time bomb ready to explode will end up back down deaths road?
I constantly want a sharp to my skin. It's so hard not to give in, every drop of blood is real. I know the visions in my head will never heal.
If time really heals then why am I still here unfulfilled!
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Author:
writerkg (
Offline) - Published: July 16th, 2017 00:11
- Category: Sad
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Thankyou again 🙂 x
Time is a road and it never ends,
We lay our hearts bare round every bend, Starting today I will always defend,
Your passion your pain my new British friend.
And I would never mistake you for anything but a woman.☺
Well written haha! 🙂
time has a wonderful fulfilling
through the hardest times keep your faith. onepauly
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