My inner voices are like hands squeezing light from my soul.
Read MoreHidden deep inside, the real me screams.
Read MoreRemember that there is a hurt child inside me.
Read MoreThese poems are a mix of dark and light, the serious and less so - which shows you see, that PTSD is not all of me! Trauma, grief, parodies of songs, frustration with study –
I write about pretty much anything.
You’ll find the poems about child abuse in the Trigger Warning section of the site.
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My inner voices are like hands squeezing light from my soul.
Read MoreHidden deep inside, the real me screams.
Read MoreRemember that there is a hurt child inside me.
Read More