My safety net
My escape isn't a place
It's a person
My husband
My confidant
The person I go to when it's bad again
When I feel like I'm too deep in the Ocean
From the weight of my trauma drowning me
My keeper of secrets
The trauma not a lot of people know
Especially some of my family
It's been years since I felt truly safe
To tell someone other than trusted family.
Four years and 2 months is when I felt safe
To bring the wall down
To open the cage
Be vulnerable
Be able to start being my authentic self
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Internal Woes
PoetryPoetry that contains life experiences. childhood trauma, a woman battling anxiety and depression. Thank you if you choose to read this. If it's triggering to you it's okay to not continue reading. Your mental health matters.
