Category : Poems

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Incompleteness ,emptiness, everything is all a mess....these games of charades we play ...which character may I remain... Insecurities lead me astray into the darkness I fall. Leaving behind no witnesses at all ...I have lost my self image I created ..all that is seen is a shell of what is left ...soul that Is  battered , tired...left to bleed out ..crying out I beg to be found ...why so many judgemental stares and glares ...when will you see you have destroyed me..