The Clueless Round Poem by Nadia Selmann Kristensen

it was a tie, that bound
everything i found
to a clueless round
of not being able to surround
myself with the people i loved
so i drowned myself in tears
abuse and fears
and every year
it would all appear
i was long gorn, dear
until my family would interfere
and i thought i should be fierce
but i'm thankful until my dead
they were never a threat
they just wanted me to reset
my life and my chances
and about time, i passed
i had a blast in my past
but being clean i laughed
like never before