Rotten Beneath

Off my clothes

Hidden shame

Concealed from sight

Unpretty marks

Unerased scars

Will I go on with pain?

Will you cry my tears?

How can you feel my pain?

Your life is all complete

Your wishes and desires

All within your grasp 
How many times a day?

Your bed satisfies you 

Thrill at nights, all yours

I won’t have a space

For I dwell in a place

Dying and rotten beneath

Do I have reasons 

To live on and smile???

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