Stars are Often Lonely |poetry|

Flowers of Denial

I pretend I'm drowning
in a sea of sunflowers
whenever he holds my head
and pushes it underwater

I pretend I smell lavender
while he smokes
and leaves tiny black circles
on my arms and thighs

I pretend I feel roses
brushing against my skin
every time he forces my body down
and covers my mouth with his hand
as he fills himself up with his desires

I pretend I love him
as I slowly die choking
on his smell of poison ivy

- abuse

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It's very common for people to rationalise abuse into something meaningful, something better, something it is not. Because it helps them deal with it in ways that don't require actions they don't want to take.

But denial is nothing less than a slow poison that will kill you over time. Getting out and away from toxicity is the better choice, always. I hope people would realise that. And I don't mean just the victims of abuse. Everyone needs to understand this. Because too often, the reason victims don't take actions is because they're afraid of people outside; the family, the neighbours and the "society".

Help people out in need. Stop letting society rule your life. Humans make society and humans can potray it better than that.

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