Nov 2019
FEAR
My fear of you
manifested and grew
I didn’t break down
I broke through
I didn’t retaliate
And spite you
I just spoke the truth
How could I be blind
To abuse?
It was a familiarity
I grew accustomed to
My fear of you
manifested and grew
I didn’t break down
I broke through
I didn’t retaliate
And spite you
I just spoke the truth
How could I be blind
To abuse?
It was a familiarity
I grew accustomed to
Blind to my own life of abuse but now awakened
(53/F/New York)
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