Child

I left her at that place again, because I’m a coward…

I left her at that place which still makes me go still with fear that I felt years ago…

The 7 year old me is still trapped there, waiting for me to come…

I’m sorry, I’m really sorry that I can’t face you yet…

I’m sorry that you are still suffering… I’m sorry that I can’t open my arms wide and tell you to come run to me and I will catch you, that you won’t have to hurt anymore…