shame
humiliation
breeding hate
in its fiercest form
so many acts
deeds done
or things said
starting the seedlings
that slowly entwine my heart
carrying the genetic material
that makes me one of his
his semblance molded into me completely
is what I hate, that which is most shameful
a happening……?
or something within me?
the final breeding ground
for all the betrayal
lack of care
spiteful cruelty
yet there is one thing
most hated
most despised
and most shameful
and every morning
I deal with it anew
as I stand at the mirror
torn between
shaving his face
and slitting his throat
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Thinking of you.
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Happy to hear from you. Hoping all is well.
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Reblogged this on Survivors Blog Here and commented:
Thank you Marcus for sharing your story with us. You’re stronger than you know. 🙂 and balloons.
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