"it fades."
the whisper of a strangers words
swirling over and over in my head
words from a name with no face
from a person or creature
who could either be next door
or 600 miles away
this painful and disgusting feeling that words cannnot describe
a disease spreading throughout my entire body
a body made of clouded glass and broken bones
broken bones made of shame and
shame made of hate
i rebelled against myself
and the people i loved could see it
i made them watch me ruin everything
helpless, unable to do anything
i was a tornado spinning wildly
causing chaos and destruction
helpless, unable to do anything
sitting between my ears
are the screams of everyone
who was hurt
whose lives were made worse
who was rejected
who mattered to me
everyone who deserved better
how can i ever move past it?
how can i apologize enough?
how can i punish myself enough?
please i am begging you
pleading you
to help me accept the past
and move on.
"it fades."
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"and so it is."
