Back Aches
My back aches from all the people that have stabbed me,
I’m falling fast, I just need someone to grab me,
My face frowns from all the people that have laughed,
My mind is under pressure, overworked & under staffed,
My heart is shattered from all the times that it’s been broke,
My words are silenced from all the times that I’ve choked,
My body’s cold from the death that I feel inside,
6 ft under or spread my ashes is fear I’m trying to hide.
Copyright © Michael Aycock | Year Posted 2020
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