No Room For.

If my skin were translucent..

you  would see the demons,
that chisel away at my heart,

The monsters that tear at my mind,
day in
day out
day in
day out

morning
night
morning
night.

You think I am strong because
I am charismatic and because you
have seen me fight.

I am strong because getting up
in the morning
with a purpose other than hating myself
and the blackness that lives inside me
requires that I
practice.

day in
day out
day in

day out
morning after night
night after morning.

Practice.

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