Sunshine and Shadows

Let's talk about  
The vile and frightening  
Patch of my existence  
Of which
You scratched
And released  
A wretched aroma
Of who I can be.  
Because it is
The way you
Scathed me  
Thoughtlessly
I slipped past
Your finger nails  
To become utterly  
Released.  
Vamoose.  
Without a single word.  
So in the  
Inferiority and hurt
My heart coughed up  
An acidic part of myself.  
I embodied the very
Same emotion  
I despised in you.
I was left  
Not only behind  
But with a bad taste  
In my mouth,
And for that I am  
Disappointed.
In myself.  
I thought I was  
More whole  
Than what I found.  
So maybe I  
Should thank you
For awakening me
To become more  
Complete, content  
And free.  
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