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October 31st

Poetic recollection of trauma.

By Aerie Saunders Published 2 years ago 1 min read
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October 31st
Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

Dirty and broken,

Left shaken and choking,

He is the reason why my body rejects touch.

In moments I want to pull her closer, I push her further,

I dislike human clutch.

What gives most goosebumps, Gives me anxious shivers,

Did he think he’d cause this much?

My body is shaking,

I remember him taking... what wasn’t his, He mouths “shush.”

His wire fingers grasping my neck, Gasping for breath,

My lungs that he crushed.

I zipped my boots back on, All the food I once had – gone, Vomit left unflushed.

sad poetry
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Aerie Saunders

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