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She Must Forget

by Lucero Chavez Rivera 2 years ago in sad poetry
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She must forget her tears, the screams, the beatings, she must forget.

The Sick Girl (1896) by Edvard Munch

The room was cold and dark, with empty walls and one bed.

She spent her time reading in the corner of the closet, listening to the cries in the next room.

Her sister bloodied by his hand.

Heartbroken, the wails haunted her in the night and in her old age.

The walls thin with holes marring them.

She didn't want to see but they held her still, propped her eyes open to witness the red stream down to her elbow.

Blood meant nothing.

The pain was nothing.

This was life, and with life, you must move on.

As a man lost in time will forever be forgotten. Left behind with the others still stuck in the past.

She must forget her tears, the screams, the beatings, she must forget.

Though the scars will remain on her skin, the bruises will fade and so will the pain.

Her mind will grow old and weary but she must forget.

Or she'll be left behind.

sad poetry

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Lucero Chavez Rivera

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