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A poem about how childhood affects us always |
One Word One word Is all it takes One inflection placed Too heavy on One word, Then I am back; Confidence so fragile, Like eggshells Whose fate always lies in Being broken, This age of Fear and dread Terrifies Memories ignite, Setting fire to My self worth I am stupid, I am worthless I am evil. After all these years His voice still deafens, Undermining Every waking hour. Time to time, He fades to shadow But then there is One word And I am back. With the utterance of just One word. |