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Understand lost its meaning
when humans learned it could
pacify those who begged for it
in the first place.
I wish I could scream in the face
of all who said they understood
but only so they could hear their
own voices and the guilt could
stop resting so heavily on their
chests.
I am silenced by the heavy hand
of confrontation and the guilt
ready to manifest what hasn't
happened beyond the paranoia
I'm always locked in.
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Josey Pickering
Autistic, non-binary, queer horror nerd with a lot to say.
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