And in this war-zone, there is no instructive poem:
explaining what our human behavior should be like.
What our emotions and expressions should be modeled by.
We'll start with not to say things like 'kyke.' To start.
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Dear Julia, the thoughts within are all that matter. A poem exploring how we feel when abusers are dominating those thoughts. The internal rhythmresounds loudly.
I hope the panic transcribes to rhythm and thunder- at least my fear and pain sublimated somehow for a moment. Thanks for reading and thank you for keen insight!
if you hide more guilt you show so come out in the open hammer those and see how relieved feel will LUBER JULIE THEE GOOD POETRY A bit longish
This is not exactly guilt- it's sullen rage, and sadly, it's true. I got VERY sick from seeing somebody from my past suddenly frequently in my neighborhood reminding me of all the terrible influence and effect she had on me in my past and how nobody ever abused me like her in my childhood neighborhood where people always treated me with respect.
I can not 'hammer' as you call it at this person from my past who I thought I healed from now invading my childhood memories too in a place where Nobody ever treated me with the disrespect and insult that she did.
No people from around here instill your evil nor your insult nor your causative fear nor ever treated me with that kind of correction and insensitivity........very candidly expressed! An excellent work......10