Sam Hughff (washington)
I have become an empty shell
because my shell is gone-
in more words than I can tell.
Another stain upon my face,
no I can't take this anymore.
Everything I do for you is thrown back at me
and I crumble to the floor.
My name is a disgrace, and I'll admit,
it's mostly all my fault.
For meeting you and falling in love,
for believing in your lies and
the charm of your sweet talk.
But you have locked me away in a dungeon
and thrown away the key.
I try so hard to escape this prison,
ignored are my cries and my pleas.
A small hole of light that serves as a window,
the only hope that I have,
A chance for freedom,
a chance to break free from these chains.
To leave you behind,
to hide from your persecuting glares,
to not be stuck in such a hellish
To make my great escape.
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