How do words help us heal. Pain that stalls words lowers eyes Staggering cries being ignored my judgemental eyes. So we hide find darkness and pour our secrets out. So many emotions bundled into words phrases into sentences. Memories peak into my vision my pens makes curves and loops spelling out how could you. Wasn’t eye enough didn’t you see how much I was hurt. Pen to paper sharing every hair raising detail girth and height.
Bad choices, first kisses, proposal, abuse happiness even rejection. Will you tale my words from experience don’t repeat my pain.
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