Oh! Shut my brain; Don't make me feel
my pain, your pain, you've made it real.
You've tied down hope; I'm half as tall,
where once pride stood stands none at all.
I've lost my breath but I can't leave,
drowned by this rage I cannot breathe.
You've locked hate with me in your cell:
A broken will wears an empty shell.
But numbed I'll carry on a while.
My pain, my pain taught me to smile.
A mangled scar - I've lost my fear
and found myself
... but I'm still here...
- October 26 2005
David Zvekic
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