Where was I when I was looking for you?
must of been somewhere led by you,
for your hand I no longer felt,
then lost, feeling like a tight belt!
Pulling me by my arm,
a tantrum was the alarm,
just wanted a doll of my own,
something I've never outgrown!
You knew not of the other abuse,
that became my most feared fuse,
inner-explosions grew bigger,
each time I was pulled by a trigger!
Growing up with fear of no life,
cries for rescue were my biggest strife,
I must of been heard by someone outside,
for I survived, with the Him by my side!
Turmoil did not wish to cease,
wounds inflicted, and not enough ease,
attention for comfort was not recognized,
battling endless wars, I alone realized!
A lost child seeks attention for caress,
and not the fright of ruthlessness,
so we must fight for what is right,
and tell our children, it'll be alright!
I refuse to blow my fuse,
for I realize I am my own muse,
guidance and strength I've been gifted,
I now see the light and feel uplifted.
No longer fear, my child,
For you will always be by my side.
