the pain

The pain
No one see how painful
It is to spilt
To walk and act like normal
When I am not
I tell my friends the truth
But they only get half it
They will not truly understand
Why I need and hate the other half
How the other cause me pain and sorrow
How the other protect me from harm
I wish I could be free
From her tainted vines
That binds me from the light
I wish she stop telling me
That I am only hers and no one else
My friends try to save from her wrath
But she will not let go easy
She cause me more pain
Then ever before
She runs the blade at my wrist
Every time they try to get close
The pain I feel will never stop until
She getting her way
Which will never as long as
My friend wants me to be free
From her wicked life





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