Poem, Chapter Three

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My healing process

Im trapped in a room
No windows, No doors
No walls, No words
No people, their just gone..
There's an ache somewhere
Crippling and paralyzing
Im trapped in my head
The words you said
Resounding in my head
There's no colour in this room
Just your voice bouncing off the walls
Your last memory looms
Just as my sadness crawls
I can hear you calling
Im sitting here bawling
You didn't have go there
I wish I could have shared in your despair
If you were, would it still be the same ?
My heart breaks every time I say your name
Do you remember you said 'you aren't worth it'
I hope you found whom the shoe fit..
But while you do that...
Remember I'm not going to here when you get back
Yes, it hurts but this is my healing process
When I leave that room I hope you are ready for your doom....

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