You came and stole my childhood

Then dangled it over my head

Taunting me with my lost potential;

Who I could have been instead

.

With hollow smiles and empty words

You came and stole my identity

When I stood before a mirror

I didn't recognize the image in front of me

.

I lost so much for a hopeless love

And have nothing but scars to show

I walked away completely withered

Until I learned to grow

.

When old wounds keep me awake at night

I water myself with theses words

And drift to sleep from them like a lullaby;

"Without you, my voice is heard."

-Written January 2024