This child is happy, laughing,
delighting in all the beauty that the world has to offer.
That child is hurt, alone, in pain and fear.
Waiting every night for the monster
who comes not from under the bed
but walks through the door as if he owns this house
because, of course, he does.
This broken child lives within me
and my task in healing
is to unite her
and make her whole again.
This captures everything that I feel everyday. Thank you for writing this.