Me


My heart - Is broke and bleeding...

My mind - Is broken too...

My body - Scarred and ugly...

My hands - Are useless tools.

My wants - "Never wanted..."

My needs - "unimportant"

My hopes - Are dashed against a wall...

My fears - Won't go away...

My health - Is merely sickness

My dreams - Are only that...

My screams - Are lost within the roar...

My cry - Forevermore...


-Rebecca Suzanne Zimmerman

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