Pain

by Beautiful Oblivion   Sep 28, 2004


Pain inside me seethes with the thought of finally being released into exploding chaos. Always looking over my shoulder to find where the taunting voice is coming from. Nagging me, pressing me to the point I want to die.
My mom will never understand. I need the help to stand. Always nagged, always taunted by the words always said inside my head . Always screaming driving me mad, always always yelling .

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