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im falling backwards, im stuck in a loop dream i cant escape.

there no scream left in my throat only tears im choking on,

this was never a story of heroes with capes,

i could call them monsters but these things were manmade.

i try again and again to prove myself to you only to be burried deeper,

dirt filling my lungs while your words fill my head, my grim reaper.

one i could never escape no matter how i tried,

your figure always looming stripping at my pride,

though if thay were all you took it wouldnt be so bad,

you took my heart between your fingers,

looked at the trust in my eyes and began to laugh,

while you crushed every hope i ever had.

you enjoyed my pain, entertained by my suffering

blamed me for your hurt but to your pain i was always tending.

what could a child have done to earn such hate from kind eyes,

was i born this broken, is my darkness telling lies?

but when ive heard the words leave your lips i know its truth you speak

because you always said when people are angry rhey say what they really mean.