Getting back into after 20 years of trauma. Be honest
Defending myself
From my own appaling mind
Explaining who I am
To people that are gone
When I'm alone
Confrontation is all I find
It hurts when I still shout
To know that I am loved
It hurts when I still scream
Scream to let go of me
Your gripping hands in my mind
Your face roaring in mine
The look you gave me
Its when I knew
You fucking hate you
The hate I took from you
I give it to myself
Let my inner world explode
Innocent bystanders who don’t know
I bleed on them
I might never understand
Why they lend a helping hand
To a vicious animal
Locked in a cage
Waiting to escape
Never seen or heard
Only felt by those
who merely try to mend her broken bones.
Edit: I can't change the title anymore but it says that because I used to write poetry as a kid, but then things happened and I stopped for a long time, as I'm sure a lot of you will recognize. I can't access my past writings anymore, my mother always found it too dark and hid it from me. So here I am, opening myself up again to feel :)
Posted Sep 28, 2022, 11:00 PM UTC · edited