A Willing Trade
I am unique, different and undesirably misunderstood,
honestly nobody could fully understand.
There are many layers that I hide behind,
in my shadow is where I stand.
Many assume they know the true depths of me
and the unfortunate troubles that I face.
No one could last a day in my shoes,
not with the horrible things I'm forced to retrace.
There's the physical, sexual and emotional abuse,
that I have endured over the years.
Countless, terrifying images that replay in my mind,
bringing me to tears.
I would gladly trade it all,
even if it's only for a moments rest.
The thought of having a whole day of peace,
I'm willing to take the test.
Copyright © Priscilla Ford | Year Posted 2013
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