Everyday I Die
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Everyday I Die..
I am broken
Falling apart
Cursed at birth
Tortured tied to the windmill of the mind
Heart in tatters and ripped apart
By evil hand
An unwanted orphan
Umbilical chord
Severed from the world
I no longer understand
Or want to dwell
I a place I know well
I go there everyday
They call it hell!
Stabbed in the front stabbed in the back
I v’e reached a dead end street
And there’s no way back
Tried to span the gaps
But fell down the cracks
A new mountain to face everyday
With a slippery slope
With no helping hand
Or rope
A broken compass I have no direction
But down to sweet oblivion
Blighted by my own demons
And my imperfections
Too man knots to untie
Thrown in the deep end cannot swim
Trying to keep my head above water
A lamb ready for the slaughter
Never got to F… the parsons daughter
Sleep my my only allie
I awake he nightmare begins yet again
Every single day I die.
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Peter Dome©2021.
Copyright © Peter Dome | Year Posted 2021
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