I think I’m very angry
I look around and all I see is enemy after enemy
I am an animal in a cave
Someone is trying to hurt my baby
Put all my guards up
My claws are ready for anything
Loosen up
I am so tense thinking about reality
They say trauma is stored in my stomach and hips
But I can’t remember a time that I wasn’t in constant pain
M.A.P
©2023

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