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Mar 2010
10 going on 35 seems like
I've been running

my whole young lil life,
14 going on 40,

Swimming in regret(s).....

wont help me

This in my hand
will work for me
plenty,

I said let it go,
Leave me alone!

Hard to breath-
hand wrapped
around my neck.


In&out-; hard, deep,

hurting, bleeding,
crying, fainting,

Darkness so much darkness,
blacking out pain..........

So much pain.....

You, you you you,

WHY?

running- faster, faster,

So fast I can't breath again,
caught!!!

Trapped, stuck,

Consumed!


Consummated

*****


Torn, broken-
Beaten....

Not my "fought"
oOh

Yes it is- all my "fault"

Body swelling with adolescence,

Maturing too soon


To fast........
Not my fought

Yes it is all my fault

But....

Officer .........

Your Honor....

PLEASE

I'm only 14-

I think

I was

¡!  Justified   ¡!
(in killing my foster-father)
Always Me Ayeshah
Copyright © Ayeshah K.C.L.N 1977-Present YEAR(s)
All right reserved
Ayeshah
Written by
Ayeshah  F/I'M ILLUSIVELY"HERE"
(F/I'M ILLUSIVELY"HERE")   
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