childhood

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Trauma writhes in my mind as tears burn their path down my face carving another memory deeper than before,
Loneliness ricocheting around like a bullet before finally settling down in my heart,
Just another tragic memory of neglect and drunken abuse to replace the others, burning away very inch of self esteem never to be recovered.

Just another mind and just another burden hidden behind a mask yearning for attention and love.

The hole burnt deep into my mind by childhood never to be closed. forever to scathe in the deepest corner of my heart.

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