Memories Of A Survivor

ghostsofroses

cry tears of shame
he whips into shape
the back of shallow
wishes never meant
face scourged
and rent in fury
violence unbeknownst
to the outside
I’m just a face
to the outside
I forget my place
with long sleeves
an black apron
I descend into the valley
blend in with you
laughing in feigned joy
hey
if only you knew

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