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  Nov 2020 Att
Simoné
It took me seven years
to realise
the words in my mind
were too deep for
my mouth to dig up
I thought it was easier
to open my skin
and let the truth
pour down my arms

It took me seven years
to realise
nobody should be allowed
to touch parts
of your home
or hold pieces  
of your heart
that you don't yet understand

It took me seven years
to realise
I will wear these scars
forever
I'll carry them
through every smile
every kiss
every concerned gaze
I'll carry them
to my grave

It took me seven years
to realise
the pain carved
into the walls
of my castle
etchings of
attempting to disappear
are not a story of weakness
but a tale of
how I survived
Att Aug 2020
I loved you
For an eternity.
But then you ended that eternity
With a knife.

(c) 2020 Indigo Kenna
Att Aug 2020
Don't take away the burning chill of pain from me.
No, not yet.
Not while I still need it.

(c) 2020 Indigo Kenna
Att Jul 2020
Lovely like the meadows,
Rugged like the cliffs;
You took a longing look at me
But then left me behind to drift.

(c) 2020 Indigo Kenna
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