It started as a deal
A promise to heal
Who knew how much I would cry?
As I screamed why
Never enough yet still too rough
So much hate
Can turn your blood to taint
She started to talk but I interrupt
Why does the pain linger while glee flees
I get up and pace
Relieving the pain
Felt like accepting the blame
She promised it would get better
As my face got wetter
We will do this again
I shuddered as I knew it was time to begin
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The little girl who screamed at the stars
PoetryA collection of poems and memories.