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Jan 2019
As I sit outside and watch the daylight,
I am utterly alone.

Gray clouds hypnotize my eyes,
And I become entranced in the melancholic weather.
                                                                
I feel the frigid air on my skin
As people rush past me to get inside
Where the warmth is in abundance,
But I remain in the cold.

Gentle gusts of wind melt me down;
I feel my body going numb
But I won’t give in now--

I need to feel something.

If there is nothing within me,
Then what am I without?
Unsettling thoughts fill my skull
And I’m left deluged in my self-doubt.

Two halves make a whole,
But I am shattered into pieces.
Each piece was stolen by another
Which I can never get back.

Innocence is the elixir that we all crave.
But what happens when it’s ripped from you at a young age?
What happens when their hands roam your body freely
While you’re chained to the bed frame.

I’m begging you now for one embrace
To feel hands that are kind and not defiled with hate.
I don’t know who I am,
I just want to be saved…

As I sit outside and watch the daylight,
My emotions attack my heart.
I feel the blood running rampant within me.

I’m not going to fall apart.
Morgan
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Morgan  21/F
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