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Amber Byers 1984 (Angola Indiana)

This pain from within,
Is like a demon thats strippin,
Me from the love i was enjoyin,
Submersive it took me into recession,
So i could use these words as weapons,
Cause no one felt this pain,
Offset like a blade with blood down the drain,
It took a cut to only one vein,
To make an honest woman go insane,
Turned into abstract art in the brain,
Scatter brained like derailing a train,
But you still cant feel my pain
Most days I feel empty,
Like a version of me is a vase falling,
Till it hits the ground shattering,
For a moment the earth is quaking,
Like tears my fists are hitting,
My skin so i can be feeling,
The pain you had been causing,
No wonder i feel like a puddle of water,
Something people can walk over,
One step in and I scatter,
Looking for something i can splatter,
On till pain comes like a heater,
Evaporating into the air,
Then dropping bombs on O'Hare,
For a moment a jump scare,
When you open your eyes,
The pain is still there,
So before you see pain as my weakness,
Realize pain brings me happiness,
Cause I will learn to move on past pain,
Ill use it as my stength to keep going,
Again and again and again,
Thank you for this pain

About this poem

Im 36, disabled and in a wheelchair and was abused by my landlord. I drew the inspiration from that.

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Written on August 22, 2021

Submitted by abyers2008 on August 22, 2021

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