Dazed Off

A/N

Author's Note:

i have long realized that my story isn't worth bearing the pain of watching fucking ads here on wattpad

at first i really loved it; the feeling of leaving the painful scars in notebooks and journals
it kind of drains u in a good way iykyk

but lately it doesn't work that way anymore
i hate remembering
i hate the idea; to turn something traumatizing into something pretty

maybe way back, it gave me a sense of
hope
but years passes by
and it just can't be the same

i wrote the earlier poems when i was 12-13 or something

but now I just turned fifteen
and life's getting too serious
i only had the chance to address my childhood when i started to realize that parenting isn't supposed to be violent

I'll continue this poem collection until i can breathe

if you are reading this, thank you
for knowing me
much more than my family do

thank you

much love, kiena.