Help is just out of reach.
Will I crawl out of the cage?
Or will I be dead tomorrow?
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Invisible Struggle
Excruciating pain tearing my heart to shreds, blood pooling around my living, writhing body. Tears gush out of my eyes but are never seen by others. Blind, merciless claws digging into my flesh, ripping me apart piece by piece. My invisible struggle yields little respite.
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