Hurt
I saw a crowd in front of me
And their dreadful action
I had no voice
They were pressing me hard
They exploit me, Break me
I feel suffocate to the depth
Fire was covering my soul
Every inch of my body was throbbing
I was not ready to handle the grey side of me
I was bustling
My mind is shaming and my heart too
I don’t want to be a final pearl
Poetry Slam:
This poem is about:
Me
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