Nothing cuts as sharply as a savage tongue.
Nothing else makes one bleed inside till their numb.
Repressing rage, trapped within an endless maze.
It’s enough to push an anguished soul towards the edge.
To make insane.
Why. May I never be enough.
Why. Was I always asking too much?
To please. To appease.
Falling down broken to my knees
Yet from every direction came more invisible daggers
They cut and tore, my soul they battered.
My mind was broken. My heart now shattered.
By one who raised me. One who mattered.
It set the decent. An endless pattern.
Crafted the mindset that is my daily life.
There is no escape. No words of cheer.
For the pattern is set, forever near.
Forever trapped. Always here.
RedRavenPoems 
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