Text is nothing.
When I read words,
I skip the trigger warning.
They have never triggered me.
But when I hear it, aloud,
from an adult I trust...
I spiral out of control.
I told you that I wasn't ok.
I wanted to tell everyone
that I was crying,
that they'd hurt me,
that I wasn't ok.
But it took me precious time
to get the nerve to tell you.
You apologized,
and I thank you for that,
but I need to get it together
before someone connects the dots.
YOU ARE READING
Bitter Bliss: A Poetry Collection
PoetryMy fourth poetry collection, raw and original. My deepest fears, most insecure thoughts, and cruelest wishes. 🖤🖤Trigger warning: everything🖤🖤
