particular..You began alone,in an unforgiving world.And you will leave alone,in a forgotten home.There was a chill,much like the frigid winter winds.You shivered at the thought,poised but not quite ready to die.I suppose you could,you could let us all know.You suffered,but we've all suffered.You're not exactly special,lines crusted with blood on your thighs.We all have scars,inside and out.You're losing taste now,losing all that once meant everything.I suppose you could live,live until the day you break.Your body is not a temple,no,just an abandoned home.Discarded mail and laundry thrown around.There is not much left of you,but what did you begin with?You've suffered,and you suffered well.There wasn't much left anyway,so how I can feel remorse?As I plant this knife in your chest,you sigh, breathe "no..."There was a greatness
the wrong that defined my righti. Childhood My cousin found meCurled up beneath the banana treeA baby snake snuggled under my armBreathingTwitchingShe wasn’t alarmedI knew the creature was lostAloneAnd scaredSuch as I, as a childScared and alone without a father in the worldBut I didn’t know thatMy aunt killed itAnd made me cryI cried for so long and so hardGaspingChokingShe wasn’t compassionateThe creature was newFreshAnd aliveSuch as I, as a humanFresh and alive in my youthBut I didn’t know thatii. PreadolescenceMy mom found meNuzzled in the tresses of my own hairA fragile scrap of hope snagged by the morningProtestingScreamingShe wanted me to get upAnd go to schoolSelf-consciousAnd afraidSuch as I, as a victimSelf-conscious and afraid under the glare of othersBut I didn’t know thatMy grandmother loves meThrough all my obvious surface flawsThough she couldn’t see that I wasSufferingBeing rapedShe wept for daysStrung out o
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