Isolated destitute feelings of emptiness

Harsh words 

Crashes breaks 

Whether it be by words or bones snapping 

All the same

I am trapped

Trapped in a cycle of abuse 

Tired but fighting for each breath

Even if I don't want to breath no more

Lost everything that is good in my life

My best friend was chaos and strife

I am lost in a isolated landscape with only hate

Love gone died long ago

I have nothing but the sands of time run through my fingers

Pain in my body

Pain in my head

Pain on my shoulders

Wished I was dead

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