Torment

By Damien Knight

Stop breathing down me
Frustrations surround me
Trying so damn hard
I’m dealt the wrong set of cards
Can’t take this crape anymore
Look around there’s the door
Pools of blood at my feet
Wishing we never did meet
Then I sigh for the moment
Here is my pain, own it!
Now you know my reality
Is not an actuality
But your twisted fantasy
created for the torment of me

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