A beautiful struggle

I was born into chaos

Nursed on bitterness chest

Inhaled discontent

Nurtured on hate

Teethed on rings of deceit

Crawling, walking, running away

First words voiceless, silent

Educated on lies

Beautiful dresses, abused nakedness

Her broken promises, futile forgiveness

Her aversion to love

Behind her shadows I fall, short

In her absence, I’ve mastered apathy

Through his love I choose empathy

30/30 Challenge 

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