Mind Torture
Does anyone else's mind torture them like mine does every single moment of living. It whips me with terrible thoughts that leaves gashes that never heal. They get infected overthinking is the infection. It burns, it makes me cry so much. I need medicine, she is my medicine but she has her own wounds so I don't take you. So the wound stays infected and ends up killing me slowly and painfully every single moment.
Copyright © Chris Henriquez | Year Posted 2014
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