Pieces of Me

I once knew a little girl coming of age. She often put her trust in people, places and things. She met liars, cheaters, users, abusers frequently in her mind, soul her self esteem broke, her kindness taken for weakness she was labeled a fool, crazy, stupid because she cared too much. ungrateful individuals seemed to be captured by her presence. places she treaded searching for an escape only to face mental abuse on repeat that turnt to broken trust, disappointments, and physical abuse that turnt to brokeness. weariness seeking to regain her Self-control, spiraling out of control, continously lied on, her name scandalized. She's wearing these labels for game? and often the topic for belittlement, She was ridicule . This little broken, despite that she is overcoming, striving to stay on track for this little girl is blooming into a woman that holds love in her broken spirit to dim her light yet stillness and tranquility remains in her heart.