You say I'm fine
But you don't hear
My head as it goes
through my memories
My father's screams of pain
Seem to echo where I go
Pain, like a blade
Furiously cutting him apart
You don't know what it's like
You don't have to help
When your parent can't stand
Can't remember you
Or can't walk
Grow up
Find a heart
And then tell me how I'm feeling
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Are You Satisfied? (Poetry)
PoetrySociety holds us down- in more ways then one. Its chains wrap around our arms and legs, pulling us farther away from our true selves. Tell me, are you satisfied? ⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ Mention of Bl**d Mention of Su!cid3 Mention of r@p3
