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crescent
from Break the Stigma


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Submitted by Noor Sukkar
You eat away into me with little regard. Like a pack of hyenas on a lone deer Except this is a 1v1, And you instill just as much fear. You take a bite out of my freedom, And I yelp out in pain You feast on it with delight, As my paranoia begins to reign.
Next you grab a handful of my trust. It is only in your possession for a few seconds Before disintegrating like dust. You stole it from me only to lose it, leaving me more empty.

Now you’re scraping at my thoughts. Going through every single one, corrupting them You drool over what you’ve left to rot, And attempt to spoon it down my throat.
I’m holding on to a thread, Begging for your mercy. You pity what’s left on my deathbed, Or you’re just satisfied with the damage you ' ve done.

I’m alone. I want to throw up. But I’m empty now
What’s left of me is smaller than a speck of dust
When all my light has completely left me, And I am ready to give out.

I see a single star, and she’s all I need To help mend and heal.
She sacrifices a piece of herself
To feed my empty pit. She completes me with the tiniest bit, A little light is all she had to omit.
The beast looks up at the sky. My crescent has rebuilt its full moon status. He howls at the sight that is received by his eye He is hungry again.