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Bitter

As my soul searches for enlightenment,
she wrings me out one last time.
No more hope for contentment,
she’s spent my very last dime

I’m paying a debt I never owed,
as I crawl further under underground
Keep hoping my fate’s been stowed,
and praying that I’ll be found

The cuts become infected
as she sits and laughs out loud.
My reasoning is rejected,
I’m severed from my crowd.

Her very existence gives me chills,
I dread each and every day.
Still searching for those magic pills
to make it all go away

Into my bones, her evil has slept
as she’s sliced me with her knife
For years now this darkness has crept,
slowly tearing apart my life

Every day they all applaud
the torture she’s put me through.
No one can see her true facade,
and there’s nothing that I can do.

Forever I’m stuck with this sickening doom
Yet my body won’t let me die
Alone, I sit in this empty room
With no more tears to cry.

Bitter

Solar Zorra

Charleston, United States

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Is it just me or does anyone else have to live this way?

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