Hurt me, hit me, hell make my place;
yell at me,mock my presence
detest my world, call me names
spread rumours, falsify me in the eyes
of God and people around me.
Taunt me, shred my heart into pieces
shatter my world, break all promises
leave all wounds in heart and soul;
make tears my constant companion
let me die a new death each day.
But one day, there will be a sun
peeping through the viel of unknown force
allowing you to see the truth
of my weeping world
and the honesty with which
I gave you my heart and my soul.
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