in my grandparents house in maine is where i can escape
i feel safe
there is no yelling or pain
my abuser can't hurt me there
i can go to the ocean without worrying about tomorrow
their dog lays by my feet as i curl up in my bed in my room
it's simple and good
i haven't been there in years
it's nights like these where i miss my safe place
my escape
the place where everything is warm and nothing bad happens at all
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things ill never say (poetry)
الشعرpoems written about my trauma, past abuse, heartache, suicidal tendencies, and other things of that nature along with some lighter poems. most will be triggering. please read with caution.
