Erased

~ RB

You treat me like a criminal.
Unworthy,
Deserving of solitary confinement,
Not fit for society.
Serving a life sentence.
Death is my only way out,
To be burried without a service,
In an unmarked grave.
Erased.

© 2020 RB

Published by RB

I am a fragmented figment of our imagination. I do not exist. The ideas expressed in this blog may or may not reflect our actual opinions.