I’ve started therapy, and I’m just getting back into unpacking my trauma. This poem was written with no prior preparation, just writing from the heart. I’ve missed this. This was written about the three people who have wronged me the most Maggots- Ashnikko
Do you feel ashamed, When you hear my name? The name of the girl you killed The name of the child you made cry The name of the soul you left in ruin The name of the body you tried to hurt The name of the heart forever tainted by your hatred The name of the person who had to grow up knowing no friend would ever stay Sometimes, I sit and wonder Do you still remember me? Do you remember the pain you caused? Do you remember the face of a child broken? Do you remember the feeling of seeing the blade leave your hands? Do you remember the taste of those words on your tongue? Do you remember me at all? Because I remember you. Though I can never remember your name, The face of the devil is forever burned in my brain
