I didn’t ask to be born,the pain in me is present today,empty,hollow,crippled over,dirt.

Explode is something I never do,implode alone,crying out to you but I don’t want you to hear,muffled me.

Generational trauma,life on a knifes edge. I need safety,something you could never give.

I want to talk but I’m not able to be heard,alone always

When you were young your parents broke you

When I was in need I got slapped down by your generational pain. Patterns.

Break

Broken little me inside crying with shallow breath

Talk. To who?

Listen,all I ever do.

How not to exist? I don’t know, I have to go out,be,seen.

She’s fine.

People can see I’m all good

Right

Come home to me,you.

Sad girl

Sorry girl

Not alive on the inside girl,smiles on the outside girl.

End.

Sleep. Day. Pretend. Again

I was terrified yesterday,what you did really scared me.

I’m flat today,alive and just breathing,enough to do.

I told you I was in a sympathetic nervous state

Not heard

Deaf

Deaf to anything I ever needed

Knifes edge

Ok

Another day

Happy to see me

I’m not heard,no point trying to talk to you

Connection:rejection,misunderstanding

Misinterpret me.

Pain

I will keep

Head

Down

Beat

I confront myself in the mirror

A photo I didn’t want to be in

Sunk

Heart. Heavy. Breath

Fog on the glass

My breath says I’m still alive but I cannot see myself in the fog.

How long will healing take this time

Put myself back together again

Life was not meant to feel like this

I thought I would have had a chance but instead stupid dance

A chance is all I need

Love me