Battered by Me

Battered by your judging stare,
knowing that you don't care,
makes me slice my flesh again,
makes me push deeper in my skin.

Am I the ignorant one as you say?
Don't examine me, let your god, just pray.
Be thankful I am not your kid,
and that you don't have to fix what I did.

It doesn't hurt I assure you,
Give it a try, you'll need it to,
Numbness overcomes me with bitter sweet bliss,
leave me alone, I insist.

----- by Nickie

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