She was too scared to hold on
She was too scared to let go
For a minute she was hasty
Even after making her decision she did not know,
Limbo.
She took the only option,
The only option that she knew
Because when things got hard
It's the only thing she could do.
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PoetryA collection of poems surrounding child abuse; how the traumas can linger, the experience of the traumas itself in multiple perspectives, the psychological ramifications and more. I hope through poetry I can help raise further awareness about child...
