This one is actually pretty old. My guess is that it was written sometime in 2007.
Just another night
The familiar scent hanging in the stifling air
Amidst the blankets, little girl lies
Dead-eyed, ind screaming perpetually
Denials, delusions, excuses
A wall built up
Touch her, she doesn't feel
Living in an endless darkness
Days spent in hiding
Didn't deserve to see the sun
Nights spent as a tool of sick pleasure
Daily routine
How long has she been on planet Hell?
A day, a decade, a millenia?
Years pass, little girl grows up
Bitter, angry, afraid
Clinging on to sanity for dear life
Trapped in the bog of guilt and depression
Drowning in the ooze of uncertainty
Sucked inevitably down in shame
Jumping from man to man
In search of boycotted love
Seeking friendship and the touch of a lover
Yet so afraid of what that touch could bring
She recoils from the light
Finding sanctuary in solitude
Have you ever been to planet Hell?
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