Living after trauma (Remove filter)
The Tide Will Come Out Of Your Mouth
SMASH!
Every time the glass of your skull
Crashes into the fist of another memory
To crush you where you stand
Because another memory has broken you
Because another memory has entered you
Like intruders, they force their way inside
They punch their way into your attention
They invade your heart
Until you must look at them
All so that they can violate you again
They...
Tuesday 23rd February 2021 6:29 pm
Where's the Sun?
Where’s The Sun?
I used to orgasm imagining i was running to-
The sun.
To reach climax for the relief was spiritual
Sex for me has remained-
Emotional.
Now it’s perverse and sexual.
So, I hide inside-
The dark of the night
And only come out when the moon says
You’re safe now.
He has my best interests in his heart filled with craters
Other women scarred with play...
Sunday 3rd March 2019 8:10 am
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