I never raise a hand against you
yet you cower
each day I reach out with love and affection
yet you cower
each day, one day closer
to your birthday
not the day you were brought into this world
the day you no longer see it as a threat
the deepest scars
borne of trauma and neglect lie deeper still
burdens buried deep in your heart
and in your mind
deeper still there is beauty
waiting to be discovered
I wish I could make you forget
some hands are not to be trusted
Jun 10, 2016
Jun 10, 2016 at 8:30 PM UTC
I never raise a hand against you
yet you cower
each day I reach out with love and affection
yet you cower
each day, one day closer
to your birthday
not the day you were brought into this world
the day you no longer see it as a threat
the deepest scars
borne of trauma and neglect lie deeper still
burdens buried deep in your heart
and in your mind
deeper still there is beauty
waiting to be discovered
I wish I could make you forget
some hands are not to be trusted
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