Breaking Through
Breaking through
the walls of my old thoughts
peeling away the dead skin
of the old sins I was taught
I know my loved ones
didn’t mean to hurt me
but teaching me the same toxic lies
did in fact poison me
and it was the kind of poison
that tasted really sweet
when you’re a child
you don’t get to choose what to eat
so, at 51 I’m still breaking through
the walls of my old thoughts
peeling away the dead skin
of the old sins I was taught
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