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The inner core of my being is screaming.

The Solstice body of the mind has slowly eradicated itself into an ever-growing void of pain that has been hidden out of sight and out of mind of the body. The pain will never go away from this Godless earth. The world has turned its back on this poor creature, so the soul of this being that was once pure, will now be tainted with the scars of the past, present and future of all that is unholy. This being is a sinful beast that will burn in the fiery pits of Hell.

THIS creature, that was once an angel was torn to shreds by the godless beings that were called to arms to help this once innocent creature. This same creature that had tried for years to get over its fears and challenges was succumbed to the drowning red waters of the sinful pieces of its torn body.

It begs for forgiveness, yet the beings around it see the prayers going on deaf ears, for they bashed the beasts head with a metal slide. The beast tried to walk it off as if it was nothing, but the blood and scars littered the poor creatures skull as it grew.

The creature has cried for years. It needs a home. it begs for a family. It is so tired of the stress that the world has placed upon it.

The creature is still crying. Please, anyone can you hear my screams.

I have a question, for all those people out there who struggle with trauma.

How do you view your repressed memories.

Like if u imagined it as an object what would it be... Mines a box