I sat across from my abuser,
a look in my eyes,
a tremble in my voice.
Unsure of what to say because what do you say to the person who took everything from you?
A movie reference.
She laughed --
I laughed.
And for the first time
in a long time,
I felt like everything was going to be okay.
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Short Stories And Such
PoetryJust a collection of short stories and poems that I have written. Some are fictional, some are based off of my own life. I guess I'll just have to leave you to imagine. Disclaimer: As with all poetry, not all of these are about myself and I do not c...
