Category : Poems

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I have a voice in my head
That remembers dark things
That I regret
That family has said
It whispers these things to me constantly
Makes me cry
Sometimes makes me hate myself
Pushes me around
Sometimes pushes me to my limits
So I was surprised when a silent demon I thought I was done fighting
Slithered out of the PTSD vault
And the voice faught it off
Kicked its ass and sent it back to the vault, locking it away
It turned and saw it was too late
Although it was silent and she quickly dealt with it 
It had already done its damage 
She ran too me and dropped to her knees
She tended to my wounds
Then she cradled me and talked me up
'Who dealt with verbal abuse constantly for twenty years?'
I did
'Who faught constant suicidal thoughts for seven straight years?'
I did
'Who clawed her way to get the life she deserved?'
Me
'Who constantly gets back up to join the fight?' 
I do 
'Who spars with me daily?'
Me
'And who puts me in my place when I get too harsh?'
Me
'Who tries to be there for everyone?' 
I do
'Who knows when to ask for outside help?'
Me
'And who needs to start putting themselves first?'
I do
'Then sleep now, Little One
'You've faught well
'And now it's time to rest
'Remember that you have so much to be proud of 
'You've made it so far
'You're making a life for yourself
'And you're making a name for yourself
'You always push yourself to be the best
'Well sweetheart, you are doing so well
'Rest now, my Little Badass
'I will protect you from the demons
'I am so proud of you
'And when you wake it will be a new day 
'Full of promise, adventure, and happiness'
She held me through the night 
Fighting off the demons
She'll protect me till I'm better
And when I'm better, with a renewed respect for her, we'll spar again