Poetry

Her

Indulged in pain, she has to watch over her,

Swallowed up by emotions, she has to monitor hers,

See, she has always been her guardian, carefully evaluating, assessing her stature preventing another relapse.

Unsure of what to do, she carefully observes,

Afraid of getting too close, she selectively detaches all emotions from her soul,

See, she knows she has seen him too, mindful of this she takes on the responsibility of being there for her,

Shielding her from the triggers & trauma this world previously unleashed on her being, she knows not to trust anyone but them,

Her

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