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Touch
Your touch stuck to my skin.
No matter how hard I pull, this leech on me won’t let go.
The memories engraved with a chisel to my skull.
We can’t fix these dents in my brain.
The marks of trauma you left on me?
Is glued to me.
Heal?
Forgive what you did?
No.
Fuck that and fuck you.
I walk with this weight.
Inescapable.
And I know there’s a reason for everything.
That this trauma has done something to make me who I am.
But what did it do?
Is something I question and I always will.
I’m still haunted five years later.
Angry
Fearful
Anxious
Frustrated
Trapped to your touch
© Lil._.
No matter how hard I pull, this leech on me won’t let go.
The memories engraved with a chisel to my skull.
We can’t fix these dents in my brain.
The marks of trauma you left on me?
Is glued to me.
Heal?
Forgive what you did?
No.
Fuck that and fuck you.
I walk with this weight.
Inescapable.
And I know there’s a reason for everything.
That this trauma has done something to make me who I am.
But what did it do?
Is something I question and I always will.
I’m still haunted five years later.
Angry
Fearful
Anxious
Frustrated
Trapped to your touch
© Lil._.
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