TW: depression, mention of panic attacks and self-hate
Don't tell that little girl that it's okay to cry sometimes. Her cries were there anyway. You tore away her security, her ability to feel...
When you ask her "why are you crying?" In that condescending tone, did you think she wouldn't listen? It seeped into her bones.
The panic that ensues when a single tear is shed weren't the product of a perfect parent who listened to what she said.
So shut your mouth for once, and open up your ears
Know you have eyes and use them, even if your ego tears.
That child was a child, no matter if I hate her, and nothing was only that girls fault. So check in on your anger.
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Ode to Life
ПоэзияIt's chaos to figure out how to live. To love yourself, to love others, to create, to destroy. It's just life. But maybe... just life isn't a bad thing? You can't have good without the ugly. This has all my poems combined, this'll be my only poetry...
