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A dark cell is my home

my refuge

A cold stone is my pillow

my comfort



Strikes across my back

Blood on my lips

Scars no one can see

These things hide me



These things keep me safe

In a void of my own design none can touch me

No one can beat me

My emotions do not exist



I have no feelings



                           "You shouldn't resist, all your efforts do is hurt you more"



I will hide myself

Bury myself

Mask my ways

This is how I will live



This is how I will be

Until they kill me



                       " You have no idea what they do to me, what he does to me"