I Gave Your Home To The Destroyers. Poem by Ro___ fhiwa

" I'm horrible" Peculiar words when the harm has happened! I ought to have closed the enormous solid wood entryway. Closed all the window from the get go, unquestionably no passage would have took put.

I failed you by giving emotional pain a home that raised you for 23years. Emotional pain felt so comforting it spawned depression, anger, anxiety, panic disorder and even borderline personality disorder. All of which grew day by day and made sense at midnight.

They all sought Spiritual pain in order to experience a beautiful home in which they felt welcome and comfortable. Spiritual pain accepted the invite and came to the abode and did the job of reminding the spirit of sorrow and betrayal.

The weight became very heavy and unwieldy. That was their home at the time, so you couldn't get rid of them. You needed to get used to them and depart via way of means of their rules. It changed into an fulfilment for them, however a breaker for you motive the thoughts changed into getting damaged whilst the soul changed into getting worn-out daily.

The emotional and Spiritual pain demanded days of physical pain! They invited physical pain. When Physical become delivered and found a spot, Your character modified and you went loopy at times. Headache, lower back ache? It made certain to go away a mark so anyone might are aware of it become there. Your home was presently full of torments.

Your home? It got to be their home, you felt unworthy due to them being all over. You felt disliked cause you were the only thing that had good intentions and not trying to provide any harm and leave lifetime bruised.

You never saw your worth since they given you with a colossal sum of mental affliction and it befuddled you. Never felt the require of being in that home so you needed to take off that house by fair overdosing those pills. Overlooked that the body is your home not theirs!
Forgive me. I gave your home to the destroyers

GETRUDE MAMATHUNTSHA