there was no time
-you taught me terror
to grieve
-i learned
to breath
-between suns of fear
or feel the need to be
-beneath a frigid moon
anything
-repressed, i slept
less
-in and out of this reality
than this shell i
-kept
concealed
-from them, the chaos of theirs
unhealed
-waiting for help
helpless to come
-on those stairs
weeping
-while,
as you slept
-there i sat
hours away;
-learning
of terror over time
-with no alibi why
thanks anyway...
~Deus fortuno
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