Hurting Myself

The tears trickle down,

The pain pounds inside,

The guilt intensifies out.

Everything comes rushing back

As the horrid events flood my mind

And all I’ve known was lost.

I lost everything that mattered to me.

I lost everything that was important to me.

I lost everything that was special to me.

The tears trickle down.

The pain pounds inside.

The guilt intensifies out.

Published by Issy Juanita

A writer with many stories, poems and ideas to tell...

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