i live in
fear
my trust held in
the palms of a stranger
twirling my secrets
upon their fingertip
hypnotising me
into their trap
lulled into their
sick game
as they
pull at my strings
like im their puppet
draining out
the last flicker of
strength
i welded in my
heart
till i am nothing but
a victim
of fear
- aj
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tainted souls ✎ poetry
Poetrydedicated to the good, the broken and the undeserving a book of my poetry trigger warnings will be placed in chapters if needed - aj
