The Storm in July 2023
It was the first of July
When the sun has closed its eyes
A fall of tears took from my heavy cries
Clenching chest like clenching hearts
My soul drowned in melancholy
Back at it when I expected the day to be
Full of bliss and not ugly
Which filled me with unyielding hatred to somebody
I was feeble and lifeless
Terrified and atrocious
Silent and spacious
Tiny perilous to being ferocious
For the past three years but only
Now that this thought has strucked me
I felt squalid or dirty
Not neat or immaculately
I committed a sin which is envy
Staring at photos of others in my age
They're carefree
While me...
I was caged in the dark
In my past only with ebony
Dealing with trauma responses
And arrows of mistreatment towards me
I wished to get away
But I was tied and stuck in here
I have no money to escape
I am not capable for I am just a teenage girl, they say...
That night, I prayed
Again and unending
As downfall caught me
Storm declared in July 2023
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Written: July 31, 2023
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