suppressed trauma

suppressed trauma

gets old
wears you down
wins in the end
must you lose
when it wins?
must you break apart
as it hatches?
gets old
you
all alone
no one wants to know
you don’t want them to anyway
but you try it!
you’ll see
it wears you down
it hurts right through
it kills you inside out
but
all along
there’s bigger problems
in wider skies
you must listen to the wider pain
you must hear the wider mistake
and you must reorientate yourself
before it is too late
and the game
becomes as impossible as the fools and villains pretend it is right here and now

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