You have ruined a part of me.
A part of me that shakes when I'm alone.
A part that can't close my eyes for too long.
A part that can't sleep without a breathing exorcise rituals just to calm my body down to rest.
My bones ache from the constant tension of anxiety.
Never knowing where you are or what you're doing.
I cringe in every greeting praying that your name is never said in return.
You have ruined me.
But only a piece.
I will fight for myself because no one else did and no one else can.
I will be made whole.
I will rest.
I will fight.

*Take these shattered broken bones and make them new.