I am here, alive
I have forgiven myself
Hope is now restored
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Anna Torres
I’m a 39-year old mother and student. I love reading, metal music, and writing. I have begun writing again since 2021
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Bad Blood
This hazardous structure has been condemned. You made all this terribly unsafe for me. The wiring was faulty and so were you. You were the black mold that terrorized these pristine walls. You forced this house to be inhospitable. My mental health was severely violated by you. Damaged and compromised, you were the inhumane neglect I suffered from. This formation is collapsing and so were my dreams. I can't stop this dreaded infestation. I couldn't stop you from abandoning me. The toxic nature of your existence had made all this reprehensible. I could have stopped this from getting worse but I allowed you to ruin me. You were the raw sewage that allowed me to deteriorate. We have failed because we were supposed to. We made the other miserable as we breathed in noxious fumes together. I watched our house go up in flames. I witnessed our marriage go down the drain. I repressed what made me so worthy. I have regenerated myself as my new residence is fortified. I am my own support system now. I have ripped out all the ancient installation. My empty house now lies bare. I've reinforced this brittle foundation. I don't miss the dilapidation you inflicted on me. My house is now stabilized, remarkable and alive. I have made it out of the rubble. I am revived.
By Anna Torres12 days ago in Poets
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