Trying to act like I'm okay is hard. I don't even enjoy the things i used to enjoy.
It's so hard when harrassment is a taboo topic. It's even harder when u are the victim.
You would think over and over again. Trying SO hard to forget. But everytime you close your eyes the flashbacks come running back to you. Reliving that experience over & over again.
You'd overthink the ways that you could do to fight back. The stupid decision you made leads to that event.
I just wish that we never cross paths.
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Words Unsaid
PoetryStories and feelings that i bottle up inside that i never told a soul . Raw unedited feelings . A place to escape from the prison that is in my head. A place to share my thoughts that no one cares to listen to . Somehow has become a person to confid...
