AloNe In A MesS...

Cruel words heavier than blows
Precious secret only i know
Silent anger makes my hands fisted
Alone in bed turning and twisted

Cunning excuses along with lies
Raise many questions of whens and whys
Am I cursed or am i gifted
Not knowing what i am, blurred as mist

Hardly a sleep, sweating in dream
Thundering my heart to a silent scream
Wakened with fear, hands closed in wrist
To think i'm not in your interest

Empty and hollow, burnt to ashes
Today my dreams have all been crushed
I laid in the pool of blood i shed
Yet im alive, my eyes drifted.

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