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Razor sharp fingers Reaching for my soul to take Carving a hole into my chest Breaching the protective wall Red eyes never seen but in dreams Blinding mine from terrors yet to come Gradually is worsens to a searing pain I can no longer take the agony of it all He whispers to me in the dark Tells me that I'm safe with him; that I need to succumb Give in to his offerings of escape Get away from this lie called life Sensually he pulls me in Reaches for my heart and soul He seeks to claim me as his own Pulling away, I go unwilling Finally he gets me I fall into his arms, Claimed In triumph he has my body Destroyed he has my soul I reach for something to hold Pray this is a dream Pray I die or forget quickly Blessed I see no more He finds me again and I lie Home, but alone I cry and call on One I trust He tells me I am safe, that I can sleep I cannot, for there I see him Days, weeks and months go by It does not leave me I am tortured, left to die Screaming inside, I call to those who desert me Alone I am and desolate I cry I need only to feel the light Only darkness answers my call I long for escape from the monster But there is none.
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Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 3:59 PM UTC
Monster
Razor sharp fingers Reaching for my soul to take Carving a hole into my chest Breaching the protective wall Red eyes never seen but in dreams Blinding mine from terrors yet to come Gradually is worsens to a searing pain I can no longer take the agony of it all He whispers to me in the dark Tells me that I'm safe with him; that I need to succumb Give in to his offerings of escape Get away from this lie called life Sensually he pulls me in Reaches for my heart and soul He seeks to claim me as his own Pulling away, I go unwilling Finally he gets me I fall into his arms, Claimed In triumph he has my body Destroyed he has my soul I reach for something to hold Pray this is a dream Pray I die or forget quickly Blessed I see no more He finds me again and I lie Home, but alone I cry and call on One I trust He tells me I am safe, that I can sleep I cannot, for there I see him Days, weeks and months go by It does not leave me I am tortured, left to die Screaming inside, I call to those who desert me Alone I am and desolate I cry I need only to feel the light Only darkness answers my call I long for escape from the monster But there is none.
#sad#depression#alone#heartbroken#tired#ptsd
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Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 3:59 PM UTC
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