So fortunate I am to have someone who
Hurts me like you do
So fortunate I am to have someone who
Betrays me like you do
So fortunate I am to have someone who
Will agree to the lies I tell myself about you
So fortunate indeed
YOU ARE READING
Walled In
PoetryI'm stuck, trapped within these tight walls, stuck in this neverending cycle of abuse. I'm walled in within this world of pain. There is an escape, please, come find it with me in these poems. A collection of poems about abuse on all levels.
