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My nails carved scars into my skin, As if pain could remove the feeling that lingers within. Blood spills on my body frame Yet it cannot clear the filth I feel. I scrub and scrub, No soap, no water, no time Can rinse away the weight of shame How strange this world is So loud, yet it never heard the screams That once lingered in those walls I tried to escape the shadows that gripped my ankles. To run from the arms that pinned me down. I choked on silence that was my peace I tried to ***** out the disgusting taste But it stuck to the roof of my mouth A bitter feeling that won’t go away no matter how hard i tried The bruises faded, But the memory never did. My cries for help, once strong Just disappeared A small plea for Nothing big. Time passed Now it was not where to be seen.
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Jun 1, 2025
Jun 1, 2025 at 12:09 PM UTC
How it feels
My nails carved scars into my skin, As if pain could remove the feeling that lingers within. Blood spills on my body frame Yet it cannot clear the filth I feel. I scrub and scrub, No soap, no water, no time Can rinse away the weight of shame How strange this world is So loud, yet it never heard the screams That once lingered in those walls I tried to escape the shadows that gripped my ankles. To run from the arms that pinned me down. I choked on silence that was my peace I tried to ***** out the disgusting taste But it stuck to the roof of my mouth A bitter feeling that won’t go away no matter how hard i tried The bruises faded, But the memory never did. My cries for help, once strong Just disappeared A small plea for Nothing big. Time passed Now it was not where to be seen.
At heart, I speaks about enduring, remembering, and quietly surviving.
#sa#scars#pain#grief#anger#recovery#hope#regret#guilt#cold
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18/F/the mountains
Jun 1, 2025
Jun 1, 2025 at 12:09 PM UTC
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