Poetry in Spoken Word by Tracy Kocsis - HTML preview

ASSURANCE

When I hear the words

And I hear them loudly

When I recall your eagerness

To get rid of me

I recall how often you taunted me.

The scars on my soul

Tell every kind of story.

Many would shudder,

At least, they would be quite devastated.

Chill, another cold, long night.

I was forced into early adulthood

I witnessed way too many fights.

I am atypical but typical, indeed.

I am now a contradiction

To all the things you never assured me.