Just a child

she’s just a child

whose lost her way

stumbled in the dark

in search of the day

scraped her knee

but sheds not a tear

a child so fearful

needs a listening ear

someone to hear the silence

and know what it means

brave enough to look at her

as she flashes thru the scenes

she needs a helping hand

and arms that are safe not rough

to guide her back to safety

when all these memories get too tough

someone who looks past

the adult standing before them

and sees the little one shaking

and knows it’s because of him

the boogie man that’s oh so real

that haunted her childhood days

and made the present so cloudy

that sometimes she’s lost in the haze

Author: Carol anne

I am 40 years young. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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