My trauma

Trauma

Trauma. My lifemate. The hell of fate
Trauma. I got it from the English psychology
Trauma. I live with that, burden and pain

Trauma. I live with that, my mind is damaged
Trauma. Pain, therefore, is a limitation. Suffering
Trauma. I lost sixteen years. BPS is smiling

Trauma. My follower. Evil pain. Psychology
Trauma. Invisible reality. Monster. Lives in me
Trauma. It can’t leave me. The grave pit will cut it off.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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