Box of pain. (Dark Poem)
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Box of pain. (Dark Poem)
Today I shed some tears,
As I opened my box of pain…I hoped time had made me strong
But I was wrong in every wayThe memories tear my soul
With a familiar burning painI try to push it all away
But I am just not brave.I have been lying to myself
I keep saying it’s all okayBut no length of time will heal me
There’s just no escape.I wish I could start again
Or go back before those daysMaking different decisions,
Save myself in every wayBut I can’t…
Even though that’s hard to say,Just need stop dreaming
That I could change those daysNeed to try be brave,
Open the box of painI need to face my past
Its only way I stay sane.
About The Author
Matty is a 36 year old girl who is an Autistic Poet, Writer and Artist and lives alone in Christchurch New Zealand with a kitty! Matty has given many talks on autism and about being unique in a world that's often not accepting, Matty has also engaged with artist and worked on Art projects Matty usually works on an Art project at the same time as a writing one! This means posts can be a bit delayed!
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