A victims tale

The physical attacks
Leave visual scars and marks
That heal and disappear
They mentally scar
Even those disapate
Verbal and mental abusiveness
Sythe to the core
Etched forever on the cyrable cortex
Darkening life and causing strife
Attacked by those ment to protect
Aswell as the idiots scared out of wits
Which is harder to accept
The closeness of wolves in sheep’s clothing
With no end in sight
This is the tasks thrust upon victims
Day in and day out for time in memorial

Mind wont rest

Binary rotations
Clocking up memories
Journeys traveled people met
Facts figures and pictures in my head
No slumber entrance
Too be obtained
Information overload

Dealing with pain
Stresses in the air
Are they safe when and where
Do we have,what to do
Jobs ahead for me and you
Inconseptual visions
Where life goes in such a hurry

Looks like morning
Where did it go
Time flies past
True conceptional worry
Zombiefied by all this strain
Smile and laugh to chase the tears
In my zone of masks no fear

I thank the lord for strength today
To keep me straight and clear
No fog or terrors in this place
No signs or line on this face
Today is just another day
Get onto it and make it fair
Strength exouds from my pours
Tears stays behind locked closed doors