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A Reality So True
A glimpse into and out of my mind, look how messed up things really are. What goes on, how I feel and how I'm going to react, if I let it go to far. Suffocating within, my mind is slowly smothering inside. I am held captive by own enforcer, there's nowhere to run and hide. Escape I can do, how I will never tell, that will always remain a secret. Steadily trapped as a prisoner in my own personal h*ll, my own life I have grown to regret. What's the final price to be paid, so I can be released from these horrific chains. Who's accountable for the h*ll I've been through, the damage is done, along with the permanent scars that will always remain. My body has been completely pumped full if poison and I am traumatized down to the core. Mentally I've been tortured, twisted and tied into knots, a new day just adds to it a little bit more. The images are to intense and the nightmares are extreme. My head is ticking, throbbing, it's going to explode, it's going to bust out at the seams. I live with this everyday of my life, I don't foresee a sudden change. Sadly enough, I've just accepted it for what it is, that having a "normal" life is out of my range.
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