Victoria Tori Poems

Everyday is a struggle
Each day harder then the last
A voice deep down inside taunting me
Telling me to relieve the pain, the stress
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When I was just 18 months old
My real father left me
You stepped up
And raised me as your own child
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Every night, after each day that goes by,
I lie awake in my bed feeling weak;
Emotionally, mentally, physically.
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I cut myself
I want to run away
I want to kill myself
All the devil’s doings
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You are my light
When I’m surrounded
In darkness.
You are my courage
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Staring at my wrists,
All the lines are twists.

Blood creeping out,
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Deep down
Locked away,
In a small beaten box
Wrapped with rusted chains,
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It's like living in hell.
Constant torture
Gruesome smells.
Death paints the
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Not be able to talk
to you in a week has
torn me down.
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Fate gave me a wonderful gift
And i love him so much.
I'm brave enough to admit
That i'm vulnerable now.
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