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Truth

I wonder about

others and the

secrets they hide

behind closed doors.

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Truth
I wonder about
others and the
secrets they hide
behind closed doors.
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Truth

All must be okay

because the world

Is still spinning.

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Truth
All must be okay
because the world
Is still spinning.
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Lies

He held my face in between his soft

Callused hands, forcing my eyes

To meet his. He told me, "It will get

Better, I promise." That's when I knew

He was toxic to my heart and poison to

My mind because for an instant,

I believed him.

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Lies
He held my face in between his soft
Callused hands, forcing my eyes
To meet his. He told me, "It will get
Better, I promise." That's when I knew
He was toxic to my heart and poison to
My mind because for an instant,
I believed him.
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Pasts

There are no second chances,

Or rewind buttons in the

Real world. There are no

Time machines where we can

Fix a simple mistake of irrational

Compulsion without causing

A ripple effect in the

Lives of others. I cannot simply

Let the past go because it has

Made me who I am, whether

You think I am fine or demented.

I am not apologizing for the demons

That lurk in the shadows behind me;

They are all I have left.

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Pasts
There are no second chances,
Or rewind buttons in the
Real world. There are no
Time machines where we can
Fix a simple mistake of irrational
Compulsion without causing
A ripple effect in the
Lives of others. I cannot simply
Let the past go because it has
Made me who I am, whether
You think I am fine or demented.
I am not apologizing for the demons
That lurk in the shadows behind me;
They are all I have left.
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Eyes

I saw the way they

Looked at each other

From across the room.

I think everyone saw,

But we remained silent.

We watched videos of

Poor little black boys

Being killed by their oppressors.

White cops receiving paid leave,

While black lives matter rallies

Remind us that slavery has taken

A new form: racism.

It's more socially acceptable

For two men to kill each other,

Then to love each other.

We have grown accustomed to hate,

But flinch when someone strokes

Our cheeks and leans in for a hug.

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Written by lonely in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Eyes
I saw the way they
Looked at each other
From across the room.
I think everyone saw,
But we remained silent.
We watched videos of
Poor little black boys
Being killed by their oppressors.
White cops receiving paid leave,
While black lives matter rallies
Remind us that slavery has taken
A new form: racism.
It's more socially acceptable
For two men to kill each other,
Then to love each other.
We have grown accustomed to hate,
But flinch when someone strokes
Our cheeks and leans in for a hug.
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Family

As a child, the saying, "never talk

to strangers," is hammered into our minds

To keep us safe from the monsters lurking

In the darkness, but they were wrong. I

Have never been hurt by a stranger. I have

Been beaten, sexually assaulted, belittled,

Ignored, insulted, and made to feel

Worthless by my own family.

Never trust anyone.

People are more than likely to be raped,

Killed, murdered, or broken by a

Family member than anyone else

Because no one would suspect them.

Families are always suppose to have

Your back, right?

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Family
As a child, the saying, "never talk
to strangers," is hammered into our minds
To keep us safe from the monsters lurking
In the darkness, but they were wrong. I
Have never been hurt by a stranger. I have
Been beaten, sexually assaulted, belittled,
Ignored, insulted, and made to feel
Worthless by my own family.
Never trust anyone.

People are more than likely to be raped,
Killed, murdered, or broken by a
Family member than anyone else
Because no one would suspect them.
Families are always suppose to have
Your back, right?
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Memories

I knew it was wrong.

Even from a young age.

There was nothing okay with hiding

In a closet with a grown woman.

I could see her family in between

The crack of the door as her hands

Explored my body. She was giving me

The attention I desired from my

Working parents. Maybe not the attention

I was hoping for, but she silenced me

And made me feel like no one else

Mattered. Like I was her own little secret.

I never told anyone she touched me until I was 12 years old. She sexually assaulted

Me as a child. My own aunt.

I remember.

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Written by lonely in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Memories
I knew it was wrong.
Even from a young age.
There was nothing okay with hiding
In a closet with a grown woman.
I could see her family in between
The crack of the door as her hands
Explored my body. She was giving me
The attention I desired from my
Working parents. Maybe not the attention
I was hoping for, but she silenced me
And made me feel like no one else
Mattered. Like I was her own little secret.
I never told anyone she touched me until I was 12 years old. She sexually assaulted
Me as a child. My own aunt.
I remember.
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Bodies

When people imagine and lust

The naked body of another human,

They fail to visualize the many

Lines of scars, leaving imprints

Of a past too unbearable to think of.

They fail to visualize the many

Freckles dotted on a person's body,

Creating constellations across their skin.

The don't visualize the many

Birth marks, bruises, or moles.

We have idolized a smooth canvas

Of perfect blankness that does not

accurately represent a human body.

Even the best attempts at sculpting

Naked bodies have come out cracked,

Chipped, and faded with time.

A once perfect nose has become

Crooked and a once perky breast

Has drooped from the wither of time.

We have created an illusion of beauty

From nothing, when we hold the stars

In our eyes and the world in our hearts.

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Written by lonely in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Bodies
When people imagine and lust
The naked body of another human,
They fail to visualize the many
Lines of scars, leaving imprints
Of a past too unbearable to think of.
They fail to visualize the many
Freckles dotted on a person's body,
Creating constellations across their skin.
The don't visualize the many
Birth marks, bruises, or moles.
We have idolized a smooth canvas
Of perfect blankness that does not
accurately represent a human body.
Even the best attempts at sculpting
Naked bodies have come out cracked,
Chipped, and faded with time.
A once perfect nose has become
Crooked and a once perky breast
Has drooped from the wither of time.
We have created an illusion of beauty
From nothing, when we hold the stars
In our eyes and the world in our hearts.
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Mental Disorders

Normal people just

Don't understand.

A mental disorder

Is not a fucking

Accessory!

I did not chose

To fear the simple

Act of existing;

I did not chose

To fear the simple

Act of breathing;

I did not chose

To fear the simple

Act of socializing;

I did not chose

To fear the simple

Act of my own emotions.

I did not wish for the hell

In my head, but I can hear

The fire crackling and roaring,

Creating mass havoc inside

My body, holding me captive

To a future I cannot see because

I am stuck and enslaved

In the deepest corners of my own

Shadows.

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Written by lonely in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Mental Disorders
Normal people just
Don't understand.
A mental disorder
Is not a fucking
Accessory!
I did not chose
To fear the simple
Act of existing;
I did not chose
To fear the simple
Act of breathing;
I did not chose
To fear the simple
Act of socializing;
I did not chose
To fear the simple
Act of my own emotions.
I did not wish for the hell
In my head, but I can hear
The fire crackling and roaring,
Creating mass havoc inside
My body, holding me captive
To a future I cannot see because
I am stuck and enslaved
In the deepest corners of my own
Shadows.
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Realizations

I used to always wish

To be desirable,

marveled like

The beautiful girls

Who take the same

Breath as me, but then

I realized: not everything

That is desirable is good.

Even the most beautiful

People kill.

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Written by lonely in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Realizations
I used to always wish
To be desirable,
marveled like
The beautiful girls
Who take the same
Breath as me, but then
I realized: not everything
That is desirable is good.
Even the most beautiful
People kill.
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