SURVIVOR
I have hidden in the shadows from
the terrible evil that sought to use me.
A horrific burden for a very young
girl. Am I still that little girl?
I couldn’t fight, but eventually I got
away. Unfortunately, I discovered
that there is evil everywhere. I had to
struggle to find “good” in the world.
Trusting “good” is difficult. I forever
bear the inner and outer scars from
my ordeals. I run from what I don’t
understand and push even “good” away.
I am a survivor but not a fighter. I
am forever damaged by incidents
inflicted upon me and exacerbated
by my extreme reactions to “help.”
My heart wants love. My brain says
that love will punch you in the face,
kick you repeatedly and rape your soul.
I trust no one…especially myself.








Love is out there. You just need to find it. Lately though love has been held hostage by malicious entities. Great write.
This is why you should stay.
Tears aren’t just for yourself.
🌻
I could feel the emotions in this confessional strongly. You really have the gift of self expression. You are a gifted writer whom I am honored to read here.
John