Rewind Pause Repeat

Rewind Pause Repeat short poem

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Some days are easy but most days are hard,
I take my self back there each night,
It seem that I’ll forever be scarred,
Just because I never put up a fight.

Screaming yet I did not make a sound,
I wasn’t sure what I should do,
In silence I spoke where no voice could be found,
I think that you heard that voice too.

I play that night back, hit pause and rewind,
I hear your pathetic lies,
It’s hard to believe after all this time,
I’m still left with a million “why’s?”

It seems so surreal, I can’t face the doubt,
From others and even from me,
It seems like the guilt I’m never without,
And from this I will never break free.

What happened that day will never unfold,
And I’m sure that you know the same,
But each day I leave my story untold,
You hurt me all over again.

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