"Save Me"
The manipulation and so much deprivation
So close of reaching the front door trying to lurk to a new destination
I couldn’t escape
It was far too late
I surrendered, I panicked
I felt a little bit manic
A revealing wound displayed on my arm as the blood deeply drips
The sharp, thunderbolt pain reached down all the way through my spine and through my hips
Bruises all across my face as the agony of my body increases
My heart is rapidly beating as it is crushed into tiny pieces
I lost every breath in my body that I had
I became so terrified and even more so sad
I was fighting in fear
As the battle was finally over, I released out excruciating tears
The midnight hour had passed by so quickly
Every second, every minute felt so sickening
I locked myself in my bedroom in a feeling of distraught
I shrieked for help as my enemy finally got caught
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