Poem -

Not again

The devils sweat saturates my skin
His nails cut deep in old wounds that weep
He took my soul and replaced it with a cell
Stole my scream and placed me in hell
Every breath I take the more it aches
Every tear I cry he bottles with pride 
Beside me he smiles holding onto my head
Whispers to me I’m better off dead
Soon the darkness takes over me 
A pill can calm the storm in me
Sleep will only save me
Until I wake
It’s still me that I hate 

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SkyCloud

This is the kind of imagery that only truth could provide. Not one of my demons or skeletons ever wanted me to like or love myself either. 
🧟‍♀️👺🤺 I got your back  :) 

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