You push me away when I need you the most. You see me only
when it’s convenient for you. You haven’t even noticed that you’ve been killing
my insides. You take my words for granted and ignore the fact that you’re
hurting me. You’ve left me alone on the darkest nights and I’ve cried in the
shower to hide the tiers and then go back to the happy wife that you so desperately
need.
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Monday, October 9, 2017
Past Lashes
“I drink the venom of the past and I lash at my wrist to
hurt what is left of what is still alive in me. Desperately trying to wake her
suppressed voice. I grow crazier and crazier.”
Tired
I’m tired.
From the simplest
to the most complex
of ways to
be tired.
Physically
and
Emotionally
tired.
Muted
“Muted by horrors of the thoughts in my mind.
What have I done? What have I done?
What have I done? What have I done?
Chest hurting, knot forming,
muted by the horrors in my
mind.”
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