I was only four.
I was just a child when my soul tore.
I was only four...
When the cruelty of the world chilled me to my core.
I don't remember what I or they said anymore.
But, my body remembers all the bruises it wore...
I knew an angel who said he's been through something similar before.
Angel Abel sent to mend an unmendable psychological war.
YOU ARE READING
See Me Now
PoesíaPoems recounting my life for those to see, for those to understand. This book does mention self harm and suicidal thoughts.
