The weight of the world is upon you.
Judgement and eyes stuck like glue.
Words of hate, anger, and lies;
tearing you apart such as
the storm in the skies.
The rage and hurt ripping you apart.
Just like voodoo magic and
a gift from the dark.
Squeezing you slowly and
taking your breath.
Pain too deep to have any depth.
Deeper still do your loved ones dare.
Killing you silently without any care.
A smile in your face with
the knife in your back.
Friends and family are the truest disgrace
and truth to these facts.
Secrets and mystery coming
up from the past.
Never knowing how long
this hurt will last.
The black sheep is the name
that you are called.
Your life and existence leaving them appalled.
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