through the cracks
My eyes sewn shut, i can
not
bare to stand this
tormented torture
of mental anguish seeping
through the cracks of my mind
into my existence and way
of being as the outsiders
point and label,
judge and rename- i am
the condemned sent here
to endure all that weighs one down
testing every inch of my patience
pushing me closer to the brink
with my feet at the edge
and a gun to my back.
not
bare to stand this
tormented torture
of mental anguish seeping
through the cracks of my mind
into my existence and way
of being as the outsiders
point and label,
judge and rename- i am
the condemned sent here
to endure all that weighs one down
testing every inch of my patience
pushing me closer to the brink
with my feet at the edge
and a gun to my back.
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