
She's swallowed by the darkness that consumes her
desperate fears and sadness all confuse her
as she screams and cries for help
all they do is accuse her
accuse her of the petty life she lived
accuse her of the sorry-self she perceived
accuse her of the lack of goals she achieved
accuse her of the people she displeased
They eat her up alive
The one and only, devil's sacrifice
she fell for the sins of the worthless
she lived her entire life without a purpose
Empty and cold inside
No one's words will suffice
Instead, they bury her deeper in her grave
As she has come to be her own mind's slave
About the Creator
Kat Garcia
Writing comes and goes with the emotions of life... You never know when something will spark that outlet.

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