You held yourself together when fear gripped you, longing for someone to hold you close.
You cared for yourself in moments of desperate need.
But, my dear child, the war has ended. You are not alone anymore.
I promise you, my child, I am here for you now. I will shield you from any darkness that dares to approach us.
You are not forgotten, and you are dearly loved, my inner child.
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Fragments of Innocence
PoetryEmbark on a deeply personal journey through the pages of "Fragments of Innocence." With raw and honest verse, the author invites you to explore the complexities of childhood trauma and the development of borderline personality. Interspersed with mom...
