I understand that your soul is tired, screaming to be released from its pain. Your heart, though aching, fights against your soul giving up in an ongoing struggle for survival. Your soul's cries of agony are met by your good and caring heart's attempts to soothe, but to no avail. Your soul has been tortured too much. Now you're here, knowing that someday you may lose the fight, as your soul cries out for release.
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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...
