Psychopathic Predators Game | Kandice Johnson
She wasn’t given an option
To live or survive
In an environment of
Demonizing corrupt perplexity
On the outside perfect picture
Who would fathom
Such a thing?
Behind the doors closed
Psychological manipulation
Overshadows her with
All of their
Malevolent darkness
Gas lights flickering
To annihilate her placidity
Tearing her down
Brick by brick
Exposing her nakedness
Weakening her mind
Chipping away who she is
Who she was
Everything she was
Meant to be
She found herself
Fighting for her identity
Searching for clarity
In this blurred reality
Knowing she is not insane
After searching the net
Looking for answers
She discovered
She fell victim of a
Psychopathic Predators Game