[I composed this poem for anyone who has experienced abuse.] I will sever the tethers between myself and those who poison my self-esteem. I shall unleash my freedom by ever loving them while no longer socializing with the vampires who gain sustenance from my well-being for their unquenchable affliction. It's nigh on impossible to believe that the loved ones who prey on the kind will fail to mend their shattered empathy; even if they've trashed their promises and regurgitate apologies, both for the thousandth time. They are snakes who charm hypnotists, whistling their charms to reverse your run from them. I will be reeled in by the abusers who claim victimhood unless I keep my face away, my hands pressed upon my ears, and flee. The nurturers that I see them as only exist in the fantasies which they've grown by the rains of despondency, the light of my compassion, the soil of my hope, and their seeds of fraudulent salvation.
★★★ - Written by C.A. Nicholas. - Second photo stylized by C.A. Nicholas. - First photo by Computerizer (Lukas)
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