Copyright © 2021 by Emma Marlene Oakley

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I don’t wish this shit on no one,

Always watching for my back,

Dark in corner with my thoughts,

Along with shitty flashbacks,

All bout the shit that caused me pain,

Like those I trusted,

My own mama,

Attempted suicide,

Lived twice,

To try and end my hurt and trauma,

Slience a voice that rings much louder,

Through every rhyme and verse of poems,

The motherfuckers who had wronged me,

Silent “fuck you” just to show em,

Along with every panicked heart beat,

Long with every shallow breath,

Popping pills to head and stomach,

Hang my head in pained regret,

I wish this plague was non existant, 

The one called Post Traumatic Stress,

I still don’t wish this shit on no one,

Fucking fate much worse than death