Shell
Deep black void, oozing with
the stench of rot and decay
Scars and flesh severed,
infection spreading, suffocating laying in the cold
Disoriented and exposed to the
world to shred apart
Screaming loudly, no one can
hear the torture tearing deeper and deeper into the flesh
Unable to block out all the
convictions and ridicule
Words as weapons piercing
through me
Powerless, losing the fight
Save me, unshackle me from this
hell I cannot escape
Salvage what is left of this
shell
Sasha SAS
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