Lessons

We turned the pages of our lives, from the beginning
I wonder why I had to live with those humiliations again
Yet his constant voice urging me to continue the narration
Pretending that he was detrimental 

To narrate it to someone uncommitted
Those pains were a minute ago
For validation as worthy, perhaps 
Yet I was soiling and dishonouring my name to someone who never cared 
So he left, without comforting me 
Neither narrating his story

I had to heal from the monster in me
With those delicate parts yet so golden, 
So I sang my favourite songs to heal again
This time, the lesson was profoundly engraved.

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