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AngerThe hatred burns its way through my body My eyes blink back hot, stinging tears My muscles twitch as I fight every fibre of my being to resist the temptation of striking back with violence.Anger
My parents used to tell me that if you commited suicide you'd go to hell, but hell seems a more inviting place than where I am now.
I don't see any reason why I should stick around, there is nothing here for me now. I just want to be alone and stay alone, is that too much to ask?
My anger is like a fire, burning inside my soul, the flames reflected in my unforgiving eyes. My fingertips burn, I can feel th
by ~DomesticViolence
FeelMy senses fail my heart betrays my head its all I can do to try and breatheFeel
it feels like there is no point to this but I know I must pursue it what I have spent so much time searching for is just out of my reach tempting taunting waiting to catch me at my most vulnerable moment so it can claim my soul
Sitting in the darkness trying to sort out my problems flashes of memories and scenes from my shattered life
flow through my brain my life is tainted a Rubik’s cube, for me to solve
Exposed and wounded my
by ~DomesticViolence
InsomniaStaring blindly into the darkness my hair caresses my face the only sounds I hear are the voices inside my head.Insomnia
My chest feels tight like a hand is gripping it from the inside ready to rip out my bleeding heart with one swift movement.
Insomnia, in its bitter weetness is now my only friend keeping me awake, taunting me never allowing me to give in. Sleep is nothing more than a memory to me now.
My eyes feel heavy, my mind is racing thousands of thoughts run through my brain and hallucinations dance before my eyes.
Minutes pass b
by ~DomesticViolence
AbuseThe fear runs through my body I feel my body stiffen I sense his presence in the room His merciless eyes look me over My mind is numb with fearAbuse
I hope he leaves me alone this time But I have no such luck I feel his breath close to my neck Then I see the blur of a hand rushing towards my face And I feel the familiar stinging pain I drop to my knees and apologise for whatever caused his actions
But it is no use I feel a blow to the back of my head And my body falls to the floor I do not stir, I don't dare to move
I hear his footsteps f
by ~DomesticViolence
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I wish I was named Marco Jacopolinski Rasputin Armano Christopherson VI
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the world needs more people like us.
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oh speak not a word!
for those unspeakable are spoken less
and those spoken...
are unspeakables death
~me~
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