Every darkness in me
Has been vanquished
But the dark memories lurk
Memories of **** after ****
Tears after tears
The therapy
The loneliness
The lack of talking about it
The way I bled because it hurt my soul
All of it bled out from within me
The suffering that I endured
The yelling
The blaming
The lack of love
The complete ignorance of me
I remember it all
And I wear it on my sleeve
As a reminder of what will never again be.
May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 11:01 AM UTC
Every darkness in me
Has been vanquished
But the dark memories lurk
Memories of **** after ****
Tears after tears
The therapy
The loneliness
The lack of talking about it
The way I bled because it hurt my soul
All of it bled out from within me
The suffering that I endured
The yelling
The blaming
The lack of love
The complete ignorance of me
I remember it all
And I wear it on my sleeve
As a reminder of what will never again be.
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