Unworthy
misplaced worth,
unknown hurt.
trying so hard,
failing every time.
shame so bad;
like a crime,
my means doesn't fit the end.
trying to bend the goodness,
until you can not get out of a bad experience.
seen always as being less:
atonement of hurt,
self-denial of the truth,
that I did on my own accord.
my will left tainted,
trauma on my will, spirit, and soul left unpainted.
Copyright © Donn Ronquillo | Year Posted 2013
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