• lempuff 5w

    My poem about being at war with yourself

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    I know what war looks like

    I know what war looks like
    It isn’t always big and loud
    Sometimes it’s silent poison
    Injected through the ears
    Straight into the heart
    There’s no guns nor bombs
    This time around
    But a cracking voice
    And angry looks at the dinner table
    The weapons are accusations
    And the fear of truth
    There’s no escaping, no way out
    I can’t go into hiding, i’m a prisoner in my own mind