Scar Tissue
Scar Tissue
Just as if I were falling down an endless black hole
Such darkness, such boundless obstacles
Your comments not only created such agonizing pain
But they murdered the traits that make me an individual
Kill my un-cherished Soul
Slaughter my creativity
Like a delicate piece of glass
I shatter when you let go
I know when I am no longer visible
You’ve made your point
What more do you want from me?
To swallow bullets?
Your plan was only a slight accomplishment
Those words are nothing but fabricated lies
My past opponent
My past beloved
You no longer demolish my existence.
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