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Seizure of souls

I am who I am. I write poetry and paint really badly. Please be patient.

Whenever you look at me,

I wonder what it is you see.

The skin that’s all that meets the eye,

Just like every other girl.

Don’t care about my heart and soul,

Saying those words that sound so cold.

Destroying my spirit piece by piece.

My life crumbles, my happiness is deceased.

I can’t breathe, my heart is torn in two,

There is no beat, all thanks to you.

I tried to belong, it took me so long,

To figure it out, I have done no wrong,

There is a piece of life, I’m deep in debt,

You gamble my life, you are winning the bet.

© 2019 Wendy Engela