He Did It Again Poem by Jessica Gabanyic

He did it again,
He appeared in my dreams,
Like an unforgotten memory
Trying to push through,
Nothing I do can shake him from me,

The feeling of being used puts
A crack in the façade that I have made up,
The feeling of sour milk forms in the pit of my stomach,
He did it again,

He told me ‘You have no proof, '
As he used me then threw me away,
He told me ‘no one is going to help you, '
As he called me foul names,
That I wrote on paper,

He did it again,
Creating in me the fear of seeing him again,
How I cannot handle people,
For the fear of them pushes me within myself,
He did it again.