as he is standing at my door
i am forced to apologise once more
from my eyes, the tears pour
my mistakes, he keeps score
sometimes it is hard to see…
but everyone will agree
that this is a trauma bond, clearly
reminiscing all of the things he has done for me
so now i accept the roses, ignoring the thorns
focusing on one day of sunshine, forgetting all of the storms
admiring his face, but not every devil has horns
i have become numb, this feels like the norm
his actions raises alarms
but i find comfort in his arms
my heart is painted with scars
our relationship is darkness with no stars
so here we both stay
too weak to ever walk away
it is hard work with no play
wondering what sins i am in debt to pay?
i am scared to be alone
his body feels like home
the only “love” i have ever known
i would never survive on my own
About the Creator
Kiesha’s Diary
𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍. 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎. 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜. 𝚠𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 ❀
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Accepting the roses while ignoring the thorns, and focusing on the sunshine while forgetting the storms. Those lines hit me so hard because I used to do that!