Trauma, I refuse to fear you
You can’t hurt me anymore
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May 25, 2022
Oh trauma, you want me to fear your fangs
to believe they will tear through my heart
you stretch your body and hiss to convince me
that someday I’ll submit to your terrible embrace
from morning to night you rattle on, a desperate call
for love or comfort clothed in terror
Poor serpent, you cannot strangle
my soul, or suffocate my Self
you are but a coward in a monster’s body
your bite is dull, your venom harmless as nectar
that will someday nurture roses
