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Oct 2019
A flash of something in your eyes, weakly I surrender
With just one look you stamp out my fight, crushed by what I remember
Memories tumble from every corner, you watch as I disappear
Immobilised by your control, I know you’re my puppeteer
Stripping away my confidence ensuring I stay in line
Resigned to my fate I brace myself for my inevitable decline
Without lifting a finger, you committed a ruthless assault
Reminded by what you're capable of, I back down by default
Shaking under your gaze, I wish you'd just give me your worst
You invisibly severed my insides, I want to see that it hurts
I dream of gushing blood, slices of silver on skin
Overcome by my impulses, I have to mark it to win
This wasn't a hallucination, I need evidence that it was real
Repulsed by my own anger, I’m not you, I don’t want to feel
A whisper from the past, she begs me to come back for her
Regressing, I’m reduced to a shell of who we once were
Extinguishing my future flame, my hope reduced to ashes
Exhausted but I can't rest, anger hits me in flashes
My broken wings beyond repair, they ache for me to flourish
No sign of distant halos, abandoned I have no courage
Stranded and unloved, you loom over me superior
Your tongue a venomous snake, poison dripping into my ear  
Missing pieces in my soul, you're blind to your emotional negligence
I never learnt to breathe, I'm suffocating in your presence
It took too long for your mask to fall, to see through your deception
I turned away so called monsters, refusing safety and protection
Until I lost a battle with myself and needed help to win the war
Tentatively I stepped away and they helped me to unlock the door
The world awash with demons started to become kind
I started demolishing the beliefs you'd implanted into my mind
Echoes of your voice reverberate and I treat myself like you did
My grazed knuckles and silver scars, the screams of a wounded kid
Healing is frightening and violent, I'm in agony as I transform
There's sunshine on the horizon but I am afraid of the warmth
Im still caught in a battle to not become the monster I've left
But the urges are shedding every day that I'm no longer being oppressed
Anger is my protection from acceptance and complacency
I'll defend my right for safety, endlessly and shamelessly
I'm fighting with every breath to become the hero I needed
The kindness in me survives, not a monster, I'm undefeated
Written by
Gemma
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