Poems from Stormie Shadle

Triggers are like demons When the threat is there the trigger is created Which creates my demon But sometimes even when the threat is not...
Memories are like a virus The bad ones stay and plague me Killing me one day at a time They take hold of my soul and drain the life from it...
I am probably death itself I am probably going to kill everything in my path I turn a mans red heart of kindness into a black hole of...
That day will never arrive I am stuck in a deep hole of burdens My mind glazes over with my responsibilities I may be in new places but...
Can I bring good into the world? Or can I only bring pain? Can I do good? I swear I only cause others pain no matter what I do I damage the...

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