Leave
/something innocuous
i’m triggered again
i know
it’s not your fault
despite how it feels
there’s nothing to be done
but leave
alone again
triggered by memory
unwarranted actions
taken against you
in a moment of passion
there was nothing for you to do
but leave
This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.
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