In the shadows, where innocence should dwell,
Monsters lurk, their hearts a hollow shell.
Tiny hands, trembling in the night,
Eyes wide with fear, devoid of light.
Whispers of trust, shattered like glass,
Innocence stolen, moments that pass.
Silent screams echo in the dark,
Leaving scars, a permanent mark.
The world turns a blind eye, deaf to the cries,
While little souls are left to despise.
But hope, like a phoenix, rises anew,
For justice and love will see them through.
Thank you for reading, liking, and commenting to my posts. It is very appreciated.
I am currently raising money to pay for ongoing psychotherapy. I am a survivor of complex trauma, I have dissociative identity disorder, and complex PTSD. Therapy can be very expensive.
If you feel like donating to my fund you can donate using pay pal. My pay pal email for donating is:
Don’t feel you have to, there is no pressure, but I’m grateful for any donations that are received.
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