Day 15 of 16: Tired of Hurting


I’ve been tortured for too kong

Been hurt for too long

Been dead for too long

I don’t remember the color of my skin

It is covered in bruises and scars

Tattoos of the pain I’ve gone through

My eyes don’t shed tears no more

The wells long dried, I’ve become accustomed to the pain

I dare not tell! I dare not speak a word!

That would be an invitation of my dying bed

I no longer ask for happiness

My mind does not remember how it looks like

I no longer ask for a long life

I’ve lived long enough to know that I’m tired of breathing

Tired of hurting

So maybe my day is coming

When he’ll strike me for the last time

And my body will lay numb in my pool of blood


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