Crushed
Crushed
I feel betrayed
Crumbling
This life I have made
trembling
so tired of feeling afraid
deserving
Then I have more then paid
cursing
in the dark I have prayed
crying
on the floor I have laid
bleeding
these wounds never heal
deeper
with each cut you kill
gasping
my very life you steal
sobbing
on my knees I kneel
echoes
it doesn’t seem real
broken
no more can I feel
running
memories I have fled
torn
by the words you said
burning
so much in my head
stumbling
alone I have bled
dripping
from my hands so red
falling
black all is dead
Copyright © Jeremy Moore | Year Posted 2011
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