Tags
child abuse, DID, poem, poetry, PTSD
2+2=4
Who’s this coming through my door
2+2=5
They’ve come to eat me alive
2+2=6
On my heart and soul they’ll pick
2+2=7
They won’t make it up to heaven
2+2=8
Whilst filled with so much hate
Incase you are wondering why
2+2=9
It’s just the way things add up
When living a childhood of abuse
Like mine
xx
((some hugs))
many safe hugs..xxx
Thank you sweet friend xxx
Very well written hon xx
Thank you. Your support is unwavering xx
OMG hun that’s an amazing poem. You’re so creative.
Thanks… I’m not totally sure where it came from but I never do with my poems – it just sort of erupts out of me lol xx
that packs a punch what a message, my heart and thoughts are with you xo
Thank you. Your support means a lot to me you know? Xx
and you me…did that make sense?
xo
Yup it does
thank you xx
There’s not really much I can say, other than I wish like hell you hadn’t gone through everything youve gone through. If I ever somehow found a big red button that let me reset everything, to go back to when you were born and when I was born and swapped our places so you didn’t have to go through everything you did..I would. No hesitation xx
I wouldn’t. Swapping my place with someone else is not something I’d wish on anyone.
That’s very creative!
You may not always feel it but you are so safe now and, one day, you WILL find your way through the pain you still suffer.
Thank you. Safety is elusive. I think I have it then something happens to remind me I don’t. Not to the extent I need anyway. The world is inherently too selfish and people are inherently too yucky for my safety dreams to come true. Sorry – didn’t really expect such a depressing comment to come out of me! X
I’m afraid the world is never going to be a completely safe place but you WILL achieve a safe place within yourself where you can deal with anything the world throws at you. You have a lot of people supporting you and are one of the strongest people I have ever met.
That’s true. A safe place within you is achievable. A safe world isn’t. Thanks for that reminder. And the reminder too that I/we are strong
xx
Really good poem, so sorry you’ve had to go through so much though. Thinking of you xx
Thank you. Thinking of you, too xx