wrestling with her thoughts again
Wondering when it will come to an end.
The voices get deeper inside her mind.
A bloody fuelling she will find.
Would he love her enough to accept all of this.
Questions without answers, but his lips she does miss.
Waiting on his response
Triggering noises, oh how it haunts.
Holding on
Trying to be strong
Counting her blessings
Of what she has been confessing.
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