The slaughtered lamb lays on the cold wet stone ,
She decapitated and all alone .
Her Helpless body is numb from all the pain .
Her soul is casts away in the despair begins to eat away her brain.
She whispers as no one comes to save her helpless soul.
She has so many people around but no could makes her feel whole .
No love to support her through her darkest nights.
No protection from her life’s battles or fights .
Where does she turn to turn to?
Her hardships are pure black no clouds ☁️ of blue .
She laughs and puts everyone before her on happiness .
There’s nothing that could fill this void and now I now why I this dream exist .
I’m the slaughtered lamb 🐑 that sacrifice myself because someone has to take it all.
The stone is wet but my soul numb my skin can’t even feel the rain fall.
So I lay the helpless as despair eats me alive ,
Praying to God that
One day I can strive.
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PoeticallyPurple24
I’m told I have a natural gift so let’s see how meaningful it really is !🥰
I used writing as a coping mechanism to get me through hardships in life .My goal is to become a poet that will change the world .I hope you can see my gift shine .
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