I wish I could see the things you see in me
Maybe if I did, I would stay
For now I sit in solitude
Solitude that I, myself, have created
Trapped inside my own thoughts
A prisoner to my fears
But there's a light
A light so beautiful it calls me to come out
To release
To forgive
To live
That light
It's you.
YOU ARE READING
If My Heart Could Speak
PoetryI hope my trauma can help others with their own trauma.
