I wake up
Helpless
Trapped inside my body
Screaming for help
I feel what seems to be the sharpest claws on my back
But I know I’m the only one in the room
I can hear my brother’s music blast
Piercing my ears
I closed my eyes as tight as I could
Forcing myself to go back to sleep
As I’m doing so
I hear my name being called
But not by a man nor a woman
But by a thing
All around town, they feared him for his scars, His claws, his shadowed eyes. They labeled him a monster All...
You grabbed me by my hips and I'm not sure I was ready But the firmness of your grip gave me an odd sense of...
Etched into the surface forever Silent cries for help that never get answered Truly trying to show how...
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