Tag: emotional abuse awareness
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[terminal]
they say it’s over.but my body still flincheslike it’s not.like the break-upnever left the room. grief doesn’t always howl.sometimes it just lingersin the same clothesyou wore when the story broke. they called it heartbreak.i called it survivalwith a limp.they called me dramatic.i called it remembering too well.they called it the past.i called it current events. you…
amelia james poetry
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[trojan horse]
they didn’t believe her.not when she cried.not when she begged.not when she said,“this isn’t just in my head.” they told her to move on.to stop making it worse.to let it go. but you didn’t let it go, did you? you picked up her storywhile she was still living it.scratched your nameinto pages that weren’t yoursand…
amelia james poetry
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[july 9th]
I didn’t know that message would be the last. Just one more silence in a string of almosts. No explanation. No goodbye. Just the quiet click of you choosing not to answer— and me, still hoping for a reply I knew wouldn’t come. No note. No apology. Just an echo of everything I thought was…
amelia james poetry
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[circus]
Every time you call me crazy,I hear the sound of a gong,and there you are,the ringmaster in your circus,twisting the truth into contorted shapesand selling the lie like candy. You spin your tales,as I sit in the center,trapped in a cage of your design,with a spotlight burning me alive.You call me crazy,but what does that…
amelia james poetry
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