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 May 2015 Gracieh Nimmoh
niamh
Hope
 May 2015 Gracieh Nimmoh
niamh
lost
adrift in a sea
of anger and betrayal,
the waves of pain
crashing down upon me.
You throw me a life ring
but I refuse to
grasp at maybes.
My body is
a temple of pain,
but I know
it will be short-lived.
And as the waves
engulf me,
I smile with relief
There's a time to laugh,
and theres a time to cry,
but if we only ever cry,
then we'll soon surely die.

If we only ever laugh
we'll surely be seen as,
a mere sociopath,
who is too unattached,
to ever be sad.
I remember
not sure I will ever forget
all these years of...
trying to find words
but none can do you justice
looking up on that shower head
and the water pours down on me
I have my hands tied by a power cord
and you burnt my arm with your match
there is blood on my forehead
that made me spit in your face
you smash my head on the bath tub
this time I think you cracked it open
and the water is just as cold
as you are, my friend
or what is your name
and the water is almost boiled
and it starts all over again
Story time, when I was 10-12
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