I’m bursting with anger and fear
There’s too much pain to shed a tear
Sometimes I’m collected and calm
Meeting their needs, I am their mom
Just one trigger and I am four
Curled up, I can’t take anymore
I try hard but I cannot speak
I’m gone and can only hear screams
More triggers and I am seven
Angry at my God in heaven
My memories and pain are here
Boxed up so the others don’t fear
Can I force myself to be five?
I feel so vibrant and alive
Creative stories in my mind
I get to leave my past behind
I have trauma, is this for real?
There must be honesty to heal
I am longing to be just me
How long until God sets me free?
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My friend, try not to be frightened by these feelings. We understand. We are here for you. Try to keep safe. We care a lot xxx
Thanks, they’re so overwhelming! xx
Ellie is right. There are people here for you. You will heal. I promise. I cant promise when but I know you will heal. Memories surface cause you are ready to face them. I’m still praying and believing.
Thank you for supporting me!