You Cannot Hurt Me
by Michael Doyle

You cannot hurt me
It's beyond possibility
I am damaged goods
A babe lost in the woods

Of my own heart, my own mind
Like innocence left far behind
Every day I wake up numbed by pain
All of my good intentions, simply in vain

You cannot hurt me
More than I hate myself savagely
Worse than damaged goods
I burnt down my woods

So that there is nothing left to feel
Everything done now feels surreal
The mistakes made echo in my head
And every moment lived, I wish I were dead

Everything worth loving is dead
The monster inside plays in my head
And there is truly nothing left to say
This demon will never go away

(c) August 31, 2022  Michael Doyle
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