Aftermath
I’m left reeling after what you did to me
My mind can’t put the pieces together to make sense of it all
I jolt awake from nightmares about you with a tear stained face
You left scars in the wake of your touch that still haven’t faded
The smell of my vomit still lingers in my nostrils
I still can’t get myself to keep food down
Searing pain behind my eyes
Like they would rather explode than ever see you again
It feels like you made me sick on purpose, left me in a feverish haze
It feels like you’re still in the room with me, just watching me suffer
It feels like I’ll never be able to recover from you
-you haven’t put your hands on me in six years and I can still feel you
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This is a compelling, powerful look at trauma. I really felt your pain with the image of “searing” eyes that would “rather explode than ever see you again.” Very well done.
Man I could taste the vomit. Great descriptions. Pain be like that. Years go by and they’re still there. They’re just Ghosts tho. Leave em in the Haunted house
This is very powerfully felt. Thank you for sharing