What happened?

As a child of abuse 
I’m still trying to find 
Who I am 
Outside the walls 
Of dysfunction. 

As a child of abuse 
I live in survival. 
Fear every shoe fall. 
What’s round the next corner? 

As a child of abuse, 
Restrained, arms distance. 
Vulnerability, too risky. 
Tears? Laughter? Unsafe. 

As a survivor of abuse, 
My childhood a minefield. 
How to explain to my children 
What happened to me?

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