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by Belle
Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Family · #941885
The effects of having no control.
Zombie

Everyday I see you
Sitting there so content
Can't you see what you've done to me
Dont you feel guilty?
My life can't be mine, for fear of you stay with me, every single waking moment
And sometiems even while I sleep
Every decision I make is based on what you might think
I watch waht I say, eat, wear, do...
Everything
I'm not me but a zombie
Sleeping while awake
To last through the day and please you as well
I need to feel the pain of the razor against me skin
To remind me that I'm alive and not a zombie in your power
Afraid
Always afraid
Of how you might hurt my mother
If I'm not perfect
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