Vianka Polis Poems

All this agony I fetched amongst myself 

No fingers to situate for my poor health

My gashes a commodity so slight

The man who belabored promised “I won’t bite”

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We both refused to acknowledge every wrong.
You wore me and I maintained strong.
I'm so used to it, it didn't hurt to say.
It never turned out any other way.
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The day's devour themselves passing the time by sleeping
Every day the Graeae come for a reaping
Puffing on tree to obliterate the past
Alcohol and red-bull imbibed fast
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The physical embodiment of being entrapped inside the trenches of the four walls became a regular
Adult 'parent' figures turn into mentally insane driven creatures
Rebellion turned into a mental must
Sneaking out of windows and lying over the phone
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The pain creeps over your soul and embeds into your crevices
The heart aches and sobs because carrying that pain around changes a person
It takes the enjoyment out of life making simple tasks so difficult to do
The little things stab you in the chest
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My angel whispered into my ear
He attempted to beseech on why his child endured such a great deal of misery
I bid to him that I gravitated with the sadness
The head-most instance my heart brindled was the moment you left me
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