RAW
Raw are these words that grace my pages,
I've learnt to live with my troubles through out the ages
My body's is free,
but my mind is locked up in cages.
My whole being is dead on the inside
But alive on the out
As I scream my madness
To see no one hear me shout.
Copyright © Sam Russell | Year Posted 2024
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