Fear of Living
You kept me in the dark Away from the light of experience You forced me not to feel Forced into emotional impotence Compassion turned to sceptiscism Becoming a bitter husk of what once was Like an incapacitated traveller being kept behind Not able to embark on life's voyage Yet I cannot be angry I cannot seek revenge For the true purpotraitor is Me, myself and I
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