• prettytatteredsoul

Pretty Tattered Soul – a poem about…..

So what did you say, when I tried to walk away, you kept on crawling on me.

The smell of your breath, reminding me of death, conjuring a world of hell.

Constantly touching my ass, I hoped it would pass, scars that will never heal.

Broken down by vivid dreams, is this life what it seems, seeking ways to now end it.

My wounds remain in place, despite you changing my face, I guess that it was my fault.

You devoured me whole, this pretty tattered soul, abuse that is endless.

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