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Sep 10
My family is dysfunctional, that much is true,
But they don't break me like you do.

The pain you bring sends me to hell,
Tormenting my soul beyond repair, oh so evil.

Your love is a twisted, painful art,
Leaving a void deep within my heart.

You seek forgiveness for wounds you've inflicted,
Is that what they say when the grenade exploded?

No, it's not just hurt that I feel in my heart,
****, I feel torn apart.

You’re resting next to me, peaceful and still,
While I drown in tears against my will.

Shattering to shards as my heart cries for rest,
Begging for some peace, to feel my best.

My stifled sobs are my lullabies at night,
Faking a smile in the morning light.

You remain unaware, thinking it’s just a simple mistake.
But no, it’s constant torture, far beyond a heartbreak.
I thought when I forgive him, but heart will too. However, the pain still lingers, hurting me at night. Especially at night when everything is sleeping and quiet.
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rushii  26/F/Japan
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