Poetry

What he did

it's like I have a symptom of PTSD

because sometimes when your hands touch me

The anxiety washes over me like an ocean

even if your hands just make a swift motion

it makes me want to crumble with fear

it's like I don't want you near

but I remember that its not your hands that have committed the deed

in fact, you are the reason that I was freed

but sometimes the memories come rolling back

and it's like my whole world fades to black

everything I have tried to get rid of

just comes flooding back when I remember his toxic "love"

I know yours is kind and pure

but I wonder if you blame me for associating you with him, something so impure

I know I try to hide behind walls sometimes

please save me when I am so blind

when I can not see your true love for me

please remind me that I am now free

no longer shall I worry or fear

because you will always wipe up my tears

it's not you who has caused them to fall

no, you would never treat me like he did at all.

-TAOIApoetry