Self abused, never earned his wings
nor a halo, or horns or anything
not an angel to be sworn on
or a demon with forked tongue
Self destroyed, never got the breaks
just cracks, his shell flakes
Watch the collapse, laugh as he screams
observe the wreckage, whilst you act supreme
His shadow left, walked away
alone now to replay the day
watch the descent, the blackout
the self hate, the nagging doubt
Crushed by the outside
he destroyed his insides
self harm, the delivery of a wrecked mind
a cry for help, the scars left to remind
Thanks for reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle,
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