Sentenced
Involuntarily I exist in this institution
Experiencing the pain that’s dedicated to my life
I plead the fifth to the constitution
It’s strange, I never lived once, but somehow I’ve died thrice
A sacrificial lamb lay to pasture
Covered in hatred, drenched in loathing, exposed and despised
Just some of the stones I gathered
Along with scorned words, disrespect and lies
Uncomfortably I lay in my tomb
Placed here because I’ve tried to love you
I’m moving over and making room
Because, I too sentence you to this doom
Copyright © Sherry Beck | Year Posted 2016
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