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I wrote this a year ago and wanna hear if you like or dislike it and why. It’s called helpless.
As I laid with my childhood in my arms
You waited for me to speak
My stomach growled from hunger
I’ve been hungry for almost three years
You asked if I was hungry for food
I said no
You stayed laying there
Trying to make me tell the story of my tears
I laid their quietly
My lips stuck together like glue between two fingers
My eyes spotted figures on the ceiling
You didn’t see the fire I covered up
The one I was purposely hiding from you
And as the flames rose
You tried to reach for the reasons out of me
Stick your hand in my brain
Grab my thoughts and hold them in your hands
You tell me this can be fixed
That you can help me
That if I tell you what's wrong, you can make things better
Like magic
Although the problem with that is
It’s just a lie
You’re tricked into thinking happiness disappears
Just to figure out it was never gone in the first place
I keep telling you to go
Because I know more than anything
This cannot be fixed
It’s impossible for the both of us
You say locking the door and throwing away the key will only make things worse
But if there is nothing you can do
Then there is no harm in locking the door
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i like this, It describes trauma realistically. I don't know who hurt you, but I hope that like me, Writing poems helps deal with those scattered thoughts.
ReplyI can understand this on a very personal level, and I get the notion that it seems better to just lock it all away.
The mind has this way of just putting those things on the back burner. No, the person being referenced wouldn't be able to heal that trauma per se, however there is some sentiment of value that can come from it. Though it requires pure love, unconditional. Not romantic, not just spur of the moment, not familial.
You can't exactly heal someone's trauma, but you can love those cracks and crevices and help them glue themselves back together.
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