Poem #2

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I gave

(Everything)

You took

(Everything)

(almost?)

You left me The Nothing

Maybe I am more

Then you took from me

Because you took and took

Everything

(almost)

Maybe something left behind

A grain of sand

A drop of water

The last sliver of myself to give

Will this be enough?

To turn

The Nothing you left me

And build into Something

The power of being just me

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I am working on recovering and healing from prior childhood trauma. I suffer from Complex PTSD and depression. I hope I can provide support and resources to help others not feel so alone and misunderstood.

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