Sep 8
waiting for a hand to
reach out that was never
there, no one to help me
I was alone, made stronger
but I didn't need to be strong,
I needed to be safe.
reach out that was never
there, no one to help me
I was alone, made stronger
but I didn't need to be strong,
I needed to be safe.
It's to the point that I don't really like when people use "strong" to describe me, I know it's meant to be flattery, but I'm tired of feeling like my trauma defines me entirely.
