Bound to Hoplesness
The dark damp dank dungon
Holds me prisoner to its misery
I am chained to the wall of my past
The pain
The sorrow
I am petrifyed
I don't want to look back
I can't look forward
Afraid of what I might see
Will the pain last
Should I end it all
There is on hope for me
Will my shcackels ever break?
I will be an outcast my whole life
People hate me
Fat they say
Ugly
Dumb
And now I am alone
I am bound to my past
I am not going to survive this
I am doomed to be stuck
Stuck in the eternal night
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