Water under the bridge




Sometimes a trauma is never

Water under the bridge

But a tsunami on top of 

Everything that used to be happiness 


And the water drowned our bodies

And flooded what 

Used to be our sexuality 


Now all that it's left 

It's just cold,cold water

Nothing is left of the warm,warm weather 

Just our memories underneath the water drowned 


It was too late to pretend 

Every thing was ok

I had a wish to evacuate 

But I'll always loved what I had to leave behind 


When you slammed me to the walls

All the bruises on my thighs

Every insult I endured ,silently

While I had to bow my head


Sometimes I wondered why

Did I let it last so long

For every hope I had to let die 

For every time I tried to fix you so blindly and in love

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