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Family
A word I hate
Bringing me down
Can't stop the nightmares
Dragging me by the hair
Everything that terrifies me
From trauma still fresh
Ghosts of over two years ago
Haunt me even now
I wish I could forget
Just how bad those 18 years were
Knives stabbing into my heart
Loss I can't even explain
Mother who abandoned
Never to be seen again
On the lookout because of paranoia
Potential threats that are always behind
Questioning everything
Running from the horrors
Still coming for me at all times
They want carnage once again
Underwater I try to breathe
Volumes of water I inhale
X's on my forearms
You can see all my scars
Zealous energy I no longer have
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