by Dominica

left for broken
pain as a token
much regret
much upset
personal stolen
lived with much longing
to no one I belonged
bound by lonely strongmen
condemned for other wrong

tearing down thin paper walls 
stepping over invisible lines drawn
in a place of anticipation
running high...
broken fences
torn apart
not my garments but my heart
no medication can satisfy...

all the crying on the inside
penned within
slowly dying guilty feelings
can't tell a friend; what's a friend?
then I surrendered peeping over
shelter built by dichotomy
can this be for me-
a chance to be free?

Finding by Dominica

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