What of days ahead?
Will they be filled with fear and tears again,
Do I travel with hurt and find comfort in pain,

Will it be familiar places and oh so familiar feelings,
Repeating it is not the same, not the same,
New wounds and new scars, humiliation and shame

The future no assurance of sanctuary or rest,
Time like my past does not care,
Left with the ache of wounds no longer there.


 

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