TW: Themes of child abuse, trauma, and post traumatic stress disorder. Mentions of mental illness and suicidal thoughts. Reader discretion is advised.
I had a dream once that I died in a house fire. I am certain it was connected to the things happening in my life at the time, as my family split and shattered apart. The distance between us both emotionally and in miles is something I never predicted could happen years ago. And yet...
This collection of poems has been written throughout the times that I felt my family falling apart. The darkest moments of my childhood, the hardest times of my life.
I feel that I need to share them to get them out of my system. So I am posting them here for you.
"If only I could locate the truth
that has mastered the art of evasion.
I wish I could reclaim my stolen youth
or at least forget it on occasion."