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Forced migration

It was a home invasion

Triangulated

Strangulated


We heard shots, it's a gun

The knife was already in her hand

1, 2, 3, stabs to 40

everything was bloody


38 mm on his waist, coke and rage

He came with all the courage

In a wheel-chair, now he regrets

Since that night, we will never forget

I can't sleep anymore without a double check


They came in on execution mode

Now we are in paranoid mode


It was my first self-defence

But if wasn't for me

Where would we be?

It was us against them


It was 3 against one

They choose the wrong fam


All beaten up, he is still alive

But we are the ones trying to survive

Wasn't really my first time

I have seen a pale girl between a trash pile


I learned about death with violence

Even before my first period came


No more playing outside

Everybody is looking at us because we survived


Mom felt forced to migrate,

then she forced me to migrate

Because of the violence and poverty

But isn't it more violent to be here?

I don't even have a citizenship


You have to integrate and assimilate

Forget about your past they said

I did all the things but was too late

I got to pretend and consent

While they bully me cause I got an accent


What happens to your body

when you bury your trauma alive?

You process everything in surviving mode

because there is nothing else you know



Pauline Massimo

2024



paulinemassimo

I don't want to be your friend anymore

You only call me to hear your own voice



I gave you grace

I gave you time

I let you be

Until I seen

Who you really are



Now

I got you no time

to hear your excuses

I rather heal my bruises



Then finally you came asking me

                            what is going on?

Sorry, I just told ya

Para que te voy a repetir

Lo que ya te dije tantas veces

                           No empieces



You have no problem being friends

                        with abusers friends

Even questioning a survivor

            when is about your (friends)

Inserting yourself into others' stories to gain views

Stalking on my stories and sharing them with your crew



You don't care about friendship

You only want to talk about shit

When we struggle, you want to party

When we win, you are the martyr



No one will make a cake for you again

Or celebrate you again

You see, is very easy to make fake friends

But it is even easier to lose what we gain



We saw what's behind your front

There are no morals or foundation

A wall of reflection

so you don't have to confront



Pretend to be anything that it's a trend in the niche

Being diverse,

                          being an activist

But only acknowledge what the star did

Then gave her your back, so bizarre isn't it?



You taught me what not to be

Filling your mouth with shit

Excuse me, now I eat meat

But you, a few months later, are just like me



Come to say a bunch of shit

then block me

                           before I respond to anything

Are you afraid of this confrontational bitch?

You know you can't win

Go sit and cry about it



Pauline Massimo, 2014

paulinemassimo

Nobody talks about the end of a friendship

A relationship all gone

you don't know what went wrong

and this is someone, a chosen family, we are done


You are the villain in their story

No control of the narrative

The pain anguish


You want to talk, you want to know

They tell you nothing with many words

It is like we used to know each other's wrongs

and now we are just strangers; we don't get along


There is pain,

there is hate,

there is distance

Finding out as the last person of that sentence


Moving forward from a betrayal,

                                             alone

                                The family is gone

The appreciation now are doubts

It was really my fault?


You don't want to play any games

Nor policing your grieving

It was destiny

to be just like this?

Then why

                 it was so difficult to leave?


You are now a cadaver (in their closet)

Just another trace to decompose it


Because they don't want any hardships

That's why they have no friendships



Pauline Massimo

21 Dec 2024


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