Traumas

I come from broken glass and tv shows. From love filled lies and budweiser cans. Police Lights and Shouting. I am from broken vows. Loving spouses, that left and didn’t come back until the next day. I come from dead grandparents and tears. Hospice Hours and Hospital visits. Crosses and Blessed Oil. I come from forced religion, the holy trinity. Broken Promises and Grieving fathers. Long school days with no friends, like movies without popcorn. I come from teen pregnancy and fighting to get a degree. I come from success and pain.