Slaved memory

I remember the smell that stained your house.
The very thought repulses me.
Through the glass i see your soul,
Exposed....
I cut it to pieces.
Swallowed splinter of hate, your heart is a pit of blackness.
I despise your very existence. Shoved in my room of sadness.
Cinged heart of loyalty. Scars burn deep inside. This little girl left to humiliate....
Spit in my face and love deprived.
It's not ok to hurt me, to this i will not know.... It's a masquerade of silence, shattered in the cold.
Many times healing surface, seeping blood skin deep..
Requires more of me selfish and forgiving.
Promises soon emerge. Shameless i grow to be
You're but a beast.... The memory i set free....
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Comments
I could feel the anger and pain in this write.
Thanks for reading
I think it is a good poem. Cathartic in it's uninhibited nature.
Why thank you for taking the time and enjoying this. Thanks for the comment