Why won’t you stay out of my mind.
Why do I find you here all the time.
I walked away to keep the dark thoughts at bay,
Yet I find them with me still.
I still hear the words, feel the harsh slaps.
Still feel the pain across my back.
It doesn’t take much to send my mind streaming.
Back to the time of daily demeaning.
My thoughts are the weapon that hurt me the most.
I cannot escape them, an unwilling host.

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