I don’t know how to be brave when you have an emotional gun against my head.

In a moment I’ll lose everything and in less than a second I’ll be dead.

His words are hard to forget.

A part of me struggles to accept the peace that comes without all your threats.

Looking over my shoulder…thinking you’ll come by.

My fingers still rest on the trigger…ready in case you lie.

Your love is a special promise of a certain kind of death.

Adrenaline and fear mix with the panic across every breath.

He’s going to hurt me…

He’s going to bury me…

But he’s been gone for a long time now.

I need to move on…but I just don’t know how.


Posted by:Lauren Kim

🦋 I write my own stories, breathing in life & love by my heart's endless daydreams.

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