What have I done?
What have I become?
I sit in a dark corner,
Longing to hear the voice,
The voice that made me suffer.
What have I done?
Trying to find my path,
but, I'm lost in the way,
will I ever get back?
What have I become?
Still hearing the voice that hurts me,
whisper into my ear,
The words of destruction.
I can never let go,
I need to hear it...
It keeps me alive,
killing me at the same time..
What have I done?
What have I become?
A.J
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