On any ground
When you’ve been subjected to violence, scars and bruises tell.
When you’ve been subjected to violence the mind doesn’t trust people that well.
When you’ve been subjected to cruelty the scars don’t necessarily show.
When you’ve been subjected to cruelty the internal bruises can grow.
Finding ways to deal with… why!
Why do I react like that?
Why do I cry?
Years and decades to absorb the grief. Then lie to yourself before admitting through your teeth.
Bury the confusion, bury the pain.
That’s how we live and will remain.
Seeking help can ease your mind. Seeking help can fast rewind.
Facing the past can shine new light.
Defences can be built, there’s no need to fight.
Mechanisms to deal with triggers can be found.
Then you can walk in light and peace on any ground.
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