Hello bello readers today I am going to write about the most negative thing that happen to us in our lives that is our trauma a time where we did not know how to go on in life we didn't know what to react and yes once again this is going to be in form of poetry:
I WANTED TO SAY SO MUCH BUT WORD WERE LESS
PAINFUL DAYS NIGHTS WERE RESTLESS
WAS IT ALL MY MISTAKE ?
OR YOU JUST HAD A DIFFERENT TAKE
I AM UNSURE OF MY RIGHT AND WRONG CUES
BUT YOURS WERE PRETTY CLEAR AND THAT LED ME TO THE WORLD OF BLUES
I DON'T REMEMBER EXACTLY ALL THE FACT
BUT YOUR VENOMOUS ACT IS THERE IN MY HEAD INTACT
DEVOID OF SUPPORT
LIVED LIKE A ROBOT
EXPECTING SOMEONE TO RESCUE ME
NOT FROM ANYTHING ELSE BUT ME
SILENCE WAS KILLING ME
VIOLENCE TOOK PLACE WILLINGLY
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