I Keep Her Safely Tucked Away

Childhood truth is tucked away good and hard Hurting no one but me, I dare not take her out even for a brief peek for to look at her would make her real again. Give her even more power Which I dare not do for I have so little left now.... I know not what else she could take from me She has taken so much already What little is left I throw onto a canvas and paint into my dreams and write bits and itsy bits about Little by little As she takes a piece of my soul away and squirrels it where no one dares to go not even me in my most enlightened hours. So I keep her there, tucked, safely away where she cannot hurt me or take any more of my power for if she did what of me could possibly remain?