In the comfort of my own sanctuary,
Within the walls of what's meant to be my safe haven.
Underneath the warmth of my own blankets,
in my most defenseless form.
Like a thief in the night it creeps in,
In my weakest state…
I feel it's presence, I prepare to fight. A fight I know I'm going to lose.
Like thick merciless fog, it squeezes the fight out of me.
My hands are down but I still fight.
I scream but my voice gets lost in it’s tight grip.
Like a thief in the night it does as it please…
I pray, I beg, I cry, I curse.
Anything just to make it stop.
Have you no heart?
Have you no soul?
Have you no shame?!!!!!!
In my weakest state,
you hold me down and tear me up.
Have you no mercy? ...
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