I can't hide or run,
pain is on my back.
I built my road but pain
got cheeky and damaged
my plans.
It laugh's in my face
while setting on my back
twisted and bent.
Scratching and clawing
at my skin, pains no friend.
Poking and pinching,
bringing depression
and anxiety.
Pains a cheeky boy with
claws for hands and a
creepy ear to ear smile
with a mouth full of
razer teeth.
©️ 2022 By Amanda Shelton
Nov 15, 2022
Nov 15, 2022 at 12:02 PM UTC
I can't hide or run,
pain is on my back.
I built my road but pain
got cheeky and damaged
my plans.
It laugh's in my face
while setting on my back
twisted and bent.
Scratching and clawing
at my skin, pains no friend.
Poking and pinching,
bringing depression
and anxiety.
Pains a cheeky boy with
claws for hands and a
creepy ear to ear smile
with a mouth full of
razer teeth.
©️ 2022 By Amanda Shelton
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