Age
I never wanted to get old
But the darkness surrounded me
Demons ripped at my body
Tore my soul to shreds
Leaving a shell, I couldn't recognise
Even though no one else was punished
I look around in a world where I do not belong
And I dream of the day when they return
To take me to a world where I might fit in
If such a place even exists
Copyright © Lord R. E. Taylor | Year Posted 2021
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