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a tortured soul cries out in pain
a heart has been cleaved again in twain
agony reaps from a happy mind
leaves twisted emotions there to find
it can be fought but cannot be beat
pain seeps out with searing heat
all wounds can heal and memories fade
but new sores are opened new thoughts are made
despair ravages my mentality
pandoras box flies open there is no key
what can i say do to protest
i struggle fight i do my best
its not enough it never was
i accept the grief because...just because
you dont accept my pain my fear
my world is stuck in higher gear
i crave pain yet need to live
truly i reap but do not give
my tears of pain of sorrow sweet
leave my eyes at allegro beat
how do i feel i do not know
it hurts the bigger the better i grow
the more i achieve the worse it gets
yet i am the only one who frets
i lie deceive steal and cheat
my tail is forked cloven goat feet
the agony ecstasy of supreme power
i see beauty in not the most delicate flower
does it matter will it ever
it will never ever get better
my tears pass in silence there is no one home
the hurt is too deep and i am alone
--by Mae W.
aka Freya
