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 Jul 2019 deyrah
Mackenzie Downs
I am beautiful.
But you are not her...
My doubts creep up.
Crocodiles from a dark swamp
“Go away.” I whisper.
I am kind.
But no one likes you as much as her...
“Stop!” I plead.
They get louder.
You will never be enough.
Not for him. Not for them.
You are a burden.
No one wants you around.
I scream.
Then...
Silence.
I am alone.
 Jul 2019 deyrah
pia
concrete walls
 Jul 2019 deyrah
pia
with every blow
and every scratch
i cement myself
hoping the next
wont hurt as much
with every layer of stone
the sting fades away
but the walls of concrete
made me feel empty
that day

— The End —