I used to think
That I could be
Purposely Ignorant
Of my family.
I hated them,
But You cannot hate
Without once
Having loved.
Even after all the times
I was hurt.
I could not stop
Loving them.
So I was
Hurt,
Again,
And again.
The cycle continued.
And one day,
I found that
It stopped hurting
Quite so often.
Things got easier.
And I
Moved on.
The weight became
...bearable.
And after all this,
I was all
That was left.
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My Poems
PoetryThese are some of my poems that I have written and finally decided to put up and ones that I have recently written and put up. They are personal, so think what you like, but don't judge me, you don't know my story. My emotions and me are in these po...
