Poem -

Torture

1000, 993, 986, 979
My mind is a prison
I'm the bad guy
I tell myself
nothing but lies
972, 965, 958, 951
Stuck in my own hell
he says "it's just a game"
got to keep myself from going insane
His voice I can hear, but
I'm the only one here
944, 937, 930, 923
I must be hell bound
Torture myself to the ground
I try to act normal
but all the devil does is taunt
whisper in my ear
I pray for the day I escape
for now, I can only count
916, 909, 902, 895, 898, 891...
 

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