|Her
father’s thoughts| 11|8|13
Pungent instinct not drama, he said___ & it took years to place.
It’s not theatrics when she goes cold, terse or even violent w/ anger,
instead___
it is thrashing internally just to keep her head above water
in the torture game.
To live so alive in pain, to be shattered over each day w/ bare moments
she refuses to consider reprieve___ it’s a war story,
at best.
Romance not in plot, but what point is there in war w/out love,
no happy ending w/ fairy-tales in mind, just a hope to get out of hell
& find a comfortable settlement w/ what health is left &
create from what has been learned___ .
She isn’t being dramatic, it is struggle forward to personal peace,
if she can convince herself that such exists w/in futurity.
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