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    • #63332
      iwillbeok
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      toxic tendrils

      even now,
      so long after,
      his toxicity reaches into my home
      his nasty black tendrils attempt to wrap themselves around my heart
      try to choke the hope, smother the peace that i have finally found
      will i ever be free? truly and wholly?
      free from his darkness? looming toxic clouds, sucking away any joy
      but even as the tendrils seek to touch me
      the fire that has become my heart
      repels them
      they shrivel away, leaving but a ghost of their intrusion
      they are not allowed in my home, they will not touch me:
      i am stronger than his poison.

      iwillbeok x

    • #63342
      Sunflowersandstars
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      I love this, I write poems/lyrics too and find they help.
      SaS

    • #63350
      iwillbeok
      Participant

      Thank you SaS, I saw yours earlier and I felt much of it was true for me too. I have lines pop into my head at random moments but then I lose them again. I might get a little notebook to carry with me to jot them down.

      Iwillbeok x

    • #63360
      HopeLifeJoy
      Participant

      Lovely poem, thank you for sharing.

    • #63375
      Ayanna
      Participant

      Yes, you are!

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