Words

by · January 19, 2026

Mental Health & Struggle · #pain · #struggle · #abuse · #anxiety · #trauma

Your words when put,
Together form,
The clouds that then,
Produce the storms,

That wear away,
My confidence,
Until my patience,
Has been spent,

And as they leave,
The aftermath,
Is harder than,
The former path.

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