Pain
An empty hole inside my soul
through the corners of my mind
this bitter flesh life is so unkind
worms crawl through my skin
the crows peck within
snakes crawl on my brain
flesh eating zombies
mental healths to blame
crying because noone will listen
cutting because noone will care
screaming because you want to be heard
dying because the rejection became obsurd.
Copyright © Aimee Neate | Year Posted 2011
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