all he did was to consume me
consume us, take all from us
the reason for me to crave death
his sins, forgivable to mom
but it wasn't the case,
at least for me, it's not
he gave me something
a memorable trauma
it wasn't worth remembering
but all the gaslighting
it was all here
and won't be leaving
it's him , it will always be him
who hurt us nonchalantly
who hurt me mercilessly
mom let him go, willingly
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The Parts I Never Talked About
PoetryPretty much my thoughts recently about life, my short words telling the world how I felt lately dealing with life, and my thoughts about hurtful truths and things about this chaotic world. I hope this book finds you and you'd feel you're worth heari...
