I am damaged
For I’ve been beaten down
Down by life
By society
By the ones I once
And always care for
Those old sayings
Rush through my head
As if my thoughts
Were a race track
The saying “Dont bite the hand that feeds you “
Swirls through my head
As it falls into the abyss of my subconscious
With this statement
My energy has been tainted
By my need for revenge
To balance out all pain I felt
I seek this no more
As I release my grudge
The grudge in which
My connection to this world
Lies with
Lies with my hate
Which I release
The darkness
Of my past

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The basis is of inspiration Surviving through a hardship to be able to guide others from another perspective