I am a warrior, scarred and worn
My story etched on my skin like a map of pain
An abuser’s mark, a hunter’s prey
I was stalked, hunted, and left to survive
Trauma’s heavy weight, a crushing burden
I was forced to cope, to adapt, to pretend
But the wounds ran deep, the scars remained
And PTSD whispered in my ear, "You’re not safe"
I learned to guard myself, to erect walls
To shield myself from the world’s cruel hands
But even in safety, triggers lurked
Reminders of the past, a constant hum
Healing was a journey, a long and winding road
One that I traveled alone, with few who understood
But I walked forward, one step at a time
Through the darkness, towards the light
And slowly, I began to heal
To let go of the pain, to release the shame
To find my voice, to speak my truth
To reclaim my life, my body, my soul
I am a warrior, strong and free
My story is mine, my healing is me
I will not be silenced, I will not be tamed
I will rise up, and I will be claimed.
https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2024/05/27/three-things-challenge-m707/
This is so awesome Carol 🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼
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Thanks so much Sadje ✌✌💜💜
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You’re most welcome my dear friend
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💕😄🙂😄🙂
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Definitely things will change with positive note and perception.
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Yes, they sure will! ❤
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yes, one step at a time, carry on, Carol anne ❤
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I sure will 🙂 thanks! 🤩
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wonderful Carol Anne. You are indeed and survivor and fighter.
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Thanks, Di 🙂 I appreciate the comment!
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A powerful and poignant piece that really drives home the damage that abuse causes on the inside and out. Well done.
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thanks Mason. I appreciate your comment so much! 💞💞💞
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You’re welcome!
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💞💞💞
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“Bang, bang!
I am the warrior”
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I love it! ❤
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