You won't understand the pain of another
until it's your experience.
Over and over,
I've been deceived and deprived of love.
And still why can't I let go?
Why can't I hate,
did I deserve it?
No.
Manipulation. Trauma Bonds.
So real. So raw.
Even after the pain,
I still have love.
The more I hurt,
the more I can feel those heart strings in my chest
disconnect and die,
until I'm incapable of trust.
Yet I still have love.
-2021
YOU ARE READING
GIVE YOURSELF A TRY
PoesiaMy poems might not rhyme completely but you'll feel what I felt as I wrote each word. Based on things that I have went through in my life. Writing is basically therapy to me, so keep it close it your heart. There is a lot about love, overcoming tra...
