My body, a punching bag
Numb and locked in my own head
No defense, fully immersed
I should've been screaming
No greater pain
I should've said STOP
Where was my voice?
Where was my choice?
Too far gone for me to grasp
I want my skin to scream for me
I need a love to speak for me
Release me from the REPLAY
Of damaged, sick, dirty, used
My fault
I'm caving in.
11-4-19
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