Cue 9

There are parts of me
that beg to be written.
The pain I have endured
that at times,
is overwhelming.
But that is the curse
of writing,
for to put your pains into words
manifests them,
solidifies them.
Now you are no further
in your healing
than you were before yours pains
had no name.
I suppose there are some things
I would say
that should stay silent
for their own good.
Or at the very least
for my own good.


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