In the depths of childhood’s innocence, I play
Without a care, without a single fray
But trauma creeps in, like a thief in the night
Stealing away my peace, and my inner light
A question forms, a whispered doubt
Am I to blame? What did I do without?
The weight of shame and guilt begins to bear
A heavy heart, a soul that’s scarred and bare
As I grow older, the wounds remain
A constant ache, a chronic pain
Feeling lost, alone, and far from home
Trying to heal, but the scars won’t be undone
The darkness lingers, a constant guest
A reminder of what I’ve repressed
The light that once shone bright and bold
Is now but a distant memory to hold
Sadness creeps in, like a winter’s chill
A numbness that refuses to fulfill
The longing for peace, for joy and for rest
A sense of calm, a sense of being blessed
But still I search for the way to heal
To release the pain, to make it real
To let go of the triggers that remain
And find my way back to love and peace again
For in the darkness, there is still a spark
A glimmer of hope, a light in the dark
A chance to heal, to mend and to be whole
To find my way back to my true soul.
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So sad that you went through this, I can’t imagine the pain
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thanks Alice, it was hell going through it, but I survived and am thriving now!
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A very moving poem
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Thanks, Sadje! 🙏🙏
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You’re welcome ☺️
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🙏😎🙏
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Very good, Carol Anne! I am so sorry that you experienced trauma. But I know you are getting through it.
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I am! And thank you! ❤ I am grateful for friends like you!
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