I have forgotten Every lesson You tried to teach me And I am glad That none of it sunk in Past the bruises You left on my skin -Kel Dayheart
Intolerable
“If you love me” Is a terrible phrase
Not Man Made
She was made of grime and dirt rose from ash crying tears of soot She was born to the poorest life with every inch paid for in blood She was more than she appeared and less of what they made her -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #84
Whiskey. It's an obsession.
Silenced
"You're a disappointment" The devil whispered
Clean Up
She sat on the kitchen floor Covered in cuts and bruises She stayed There until she was Willing to pick up The pieces and Clean up the misery- The shame She felt Before she rose Once more -Kel Dayheart
Maltreat
Horror runs through my veins And dries the tears on my cheeks
Your Ghost
This house is haunted By the memories of us
Tenacious
With broken feet She ran
Just a Pet
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Fragment of a Figment 