Driven
An unusual trauma.
That was earned.
That was received.
I maintain those memories.
So that they do not grow into impatience.
So that I will not have to go inpatient.
I strive toward harmony.
So I am not chosen once again-
To a life best lived in confinement.
Drive me away, my friend.
I am thankful for Survivor's Guilt.
As it means I am ordinary once again.
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2021
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