The year started off not so good.
My neck was wrapped with a rope.
My hands were tied together.
I was tied onto a ladder that was over the lake of lava.
I couldn't resist it
My skin was starting to melt and it was so hot.
I was crying but without tears.
I was burning.
There were these evil people that tortured me
Though, after a while, the good people came to rescue me.
They took me to the hospital to heal.
After that, I felt much better after months of suffering.
It started to get better in the middle of the year.
Now, I'm doing better than ever.
Full of gratitude for the sunrise.
- December 8, 2018
(Edited: March 2, 2021)
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Prismatic Poetry
Thơ caA poetry book containing poems written between 2018-2020. The poems were originally written and used by me as Instagram captions for my turtle's account, @maxxloniatheturtle.
