Description
In the shadows of trauma, we learn to shield our hearts,
To bear the weight of the world, alone and apart.
Born from the absence of a parent's embrace,
Or the relentless labor that left no trace.
From love that offered pleasure but not sanctuary,
To friendships and kin who took more than they carried.
In moments of promise, they left you to mend,
Your burdens doubled as they failed to attend.
Through lies and betrayals, trust became frail,
A fortress you built to keep your heart safe and veiled.
Extreme independence – a guard against pain,
Rooted in generations of hurt and disdain.
To trust is to hope, to trust is to expose,
"Never again," you swear, as the walls around you rose.
Yet behind the fortress, your heart remains scarred,
Longing for love, but forever on guard.
Battles and armor are for those who fear strife,
Yet in self-protection, you've locked away life.
Trauma, when recognized, can begin to mend,
For you are worthy of love, support, and true friends.
You are deserving of partnership, trust, and care,
Of a heart that is held, and a love that is rare.
You need not prove, earn, or beg to receive,
For your worthiness shines, in the simple act of being.