If I had a nickel for every hand on my back
Every partner that has claimed to understand
I would be rich enough to feel confident in saying it was not just a dream
I felt a fiend's tongue in between my teeth
That temptations have drawn me to serpents
And I had to plead to my father that it was not on purpose
A scripture on why I was deserving
Of a household that did nothing but hurt me
Why being born in this body was considered disgusting
That disobedience is the reason that no one will love me
If I had self-love within every sparkling eye
That has told me that they think know why...
Then eventually I would not need them to comfort me in the middle of the night
To offer their sleep as a form of sacrifice
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Accepting what I cannot
PoetrySynopsis After years of unresolved trauma, I have decided to write a book consisting of poetry that I have written in some of my deepest moments of self-reflection. Some bittersweet, others uncensored with raw emotion. I mention both the strugg...
