Torn

Torn, pulled apart

All directions pulling at you, wanting more of you

You feel like screaming, letting your feelings flow

Slowly been pulled apart, slowly ever wanting to leave your body

Your soul and your presence leaving you

Your soul screaming and struggling as it leaves you

Trying to get back to you in all efforts, trying to help you

Tearing ever further, drifting further away from your soul

Turning in to something your not, something you never wanted to be

by Michael James Kennedy Findlay

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