POSSIBLE TRIGGER
How does anyone want to harm a child?
Their soul still growing, untainted by the cruelty and hate of this world.
They're eyes still filled with hope and forgiveness.
So naive. So perfect in every sense of the word.
I'm afraid to touch their little fingers,
for fear that I might contaminate the innocence that lies within this young ones heart.
ČTEŠ
My Therapy Poetry
Poezie(Some poems may be triggering, but I post a trigger warning.) All poems are written by me. Message me for permission of use please.
