hurt decides who I will be
past traumas are triggered
and I get visibly altered
shaken and sick within
my anger flashes for a moment
then I am transported to when it all went wrong
three years old with the knowledge no one love me
to this day, the mere presence of a police officer causes me to meltdown
left alone for three days, left for dead
they stormed into the dark house
and took me to a torturous fostecare
now, every time I sense abandonment I start to crack
most people think it can't get worse
when I know it can and does
things got progressively worse for me from there
moments of stability
were ripped from me just when I began to heal
my thoughts of insecurity cripple me
like a butterfly with its wings torn off
spinning round trying to get to it's feet
failing to my pain is fully realized
some people get off on that
it would have been kinder to kill me then
my soul doesn't see death as an escape from pain
just a reintoduction to hollow hopes and dreams
Rated for Mature(17+) 
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. This one pulled at my heartstrings my friend. Thank you for sharing your story. Appreciate you.
Damian
thank you dearest Damian for being here it’s appreciated ❤️
I’m so sorry. This is beautifully expressed.
thank you for an understanding heart ❤️