to the ones who battle hell

hello,

have you been

well?

i guess not,

for your attention

in my poem

could tell

sorry if this nurse

took so long

in finding

the perfect words

to cure

your soul

first,

strip your clothes

and

stand at the mirror

gaze at the

creature with

the foggy figure

there's

a sinkhole

in those eyes

and a temporary

stitch whenever

you would

smile

the collarbone

which hides,

suffocates from the

blanket of skin

with

sickening lies

it penetrated

and

corrupted your mind

ignored the

fact and just

romanticized

the beast

will **** you,

please

don't find

it ****

the chaos is screaming

later on

you'll be

empty

i know how

a reflection

cries

you lost yourself

you lost you

it's like

having a stray cat

beneath your

tissues

a wandering stranger

sails from

the memories

of truth

overflowing blood

choaked

your dilemmas

too

it mimicked the

fire of hell

in those

shoes

the greatest harm

you'll ever

cause you

but why a

nurse

and not a

doctor?

listen here,

you are your

fighter

the cure and the pain,

which decision

will define?

all i can

say is,

save yourself

from death,

because

it hasn't

deseved you yet

go ahead

and fight your

way to life

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