Best Poems Written by Kayla Smith

Trauma

Trauma doesn't make you stronger
Mine broke me
Beat me to the ground
Left me bleeding out

How could I still breathe
How could I wake up in the morning
My trauma is a warning
That will affect my performing
Singing is what helped me
My family agreeing
The trauma would disagree
Making fun of me

I needed a way out
I was drowning myself
Only one thing could help
Remembering my past self
The little girl by herself
reading from the bookshelf
She dreamed of getting help

She's who I strive to be
Happy and free
My trauma doesn't define me

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