Surviving abuse is so hard
Years of crying, trying, failing
trying to build one wall, rip down another
trying to get a grip with arms flailing ....
Confidence stripped bare along with emotion
of a parent so cold, selfish, distant
numbness prevails, where's the devotion?
Trust blown away with the winds of time
leaving a shell so empty, devoid of feeling
a gaping hole through this heart of mine.
But one day a light shines bright,
through the darkness and despair,
I drink it in with all my might
I see hope ahead, yes it's difinitely there....

Jinny xoxoxoxoxo