Phonophobia

Here are my terms of resentment.
Nope. Wrong movie…not endearment.

More than asked for…I was a gift.
No child should think they caused a rift.

Yet, rend I did…a fucking crater.
Satire memoir published later.

Few zombie tortures play in these…
Incessant rhyming diaries.

Voice survived & thrived; I got out.
Though, rarely safe & plagued with doubt.

Anger will trigger me til death.
Fits…now, they’re mentioned under breath.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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