Trauma haunts you for years.

Written on: 9/6/21

A warm summer day, when you flew away

My heart was in pain, but I said nothing

But your leaving is now a price I pay

Because of you, I am now suffering

He was now gone, which I came to resent

though he made sure to call us every night

He was always fine, but never present

Leaving me by myself to face my plight

She was there, not in the way I needed

Always busy, and always thought of her

It was four times, broke down, cried and pleaded

Those two years, a depressed and painful blur

Ten, my heart to big to fit in a mold

Now a teen, alone in my head and cold