My head is spinning,
my enimes are winning.
blood is coming from my mouth,
because of fight I have fought.
I have been trapped in my own thought,
I want to get out.
but I can't,
I couldn't get what I want.
My voice is getting low,
my heartbeat is getting slow.
I'm inside out torn,
but no one did ever shown concern.
and now I'm left all alone.
The scars on my cheek,
making me more weak.
The never ending, endless pain,
I cannot bare again and again.
I want to scream,
may this all be a nightmare or a dream.
I wish I can exchange,
my luck with others, but I know the reality never change.
After all I have caused harm to my health,
I think I'm near to my death.
#Sapphire
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