To be stripped down layer by layer
To lose yourself and everyone else
To be ***** by every vowel
Every letter
Hurts
As the burning sensation of the vowels cut deep
To be made small
To shrink so low that you are no longer visible
So minuscule that no mole can find your mass
So small that maybe just maybe
The words won’t hurt because your heart is so small
To be molded by the words the person is speaking
A shape so unimaginable
As they mold you in the most inhuman way possible
To be stripped down layer by layer
To lose yourself and everyone else
By the time you’ve awoke
Your lungs are empty
And you're no longer the person you used to be
Jun 26, 2017
Jun 26, 2017 at 8:15 PM UTC
To be stripped down layer by layer
To lose yourself and everyone else
To be ***** by every vowel
Every letter
Hurts
As the burning sensation of the vowels cut deep
To be made small
To shrink so low that you are no longer visible
So minuscule that no mole can find your mass
So small that maybe just maybe
The words won’t hurt because your heart is so small
To be molded by the words the person is speaking
A shape so unimaginable
As they mold you in the most inhuman way possible
To be stripped down layer by layer
To lose yourself and everyone else
By the time you’ve awoke
Your lungs are empty
And you're no longer the person you used to be
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