A downloadable book

Do broken dolls get to dream? Do broken dolls get to have joy?

Or are we forever lost to the void of despair and torment?

Will I fail over and over?

Until I no longer am

Why must I be crushed over and over?

I just want to be free, what hex was etched into my soul? I bag to be free, to succeed and thrive.

I am being crushed to dust.

I can't scream

I can't fight anymore

I am an empty husk 



Published 2 days ago
StatusPrototype
CategoryBook
Authorroadkillcandy