Verbally abused kids still grow up on the outside strong.
But on the inside they remain damaged and all wrong.
They may even get married and have a children of their own.
Then the curse is perpetuated and leaves them feeling alone.
They may even without knowledge marry an abuser too.
Who continues to destroy them through and through.
Unable to recognize love toward the familiar they tend.
Never really able to tell who is foe and who is friend.
They wander almost aimlessly down life's path.
Searching for pieces of themselves in the aftermath.
Unfulfilled and wondering if they are really well.
Seeking escape from the emptiness of this hell.
A quest that seems endless and all too long.
Fighting so hard to not follow the siren's song.
The pull is strong continually trying to suck you in.
The price required is your soul if you do not win.
Tug of war in your emotions, holding back the tears.
It is life or death, you must fight against all your fears.
Confronting them one by one and tearing down the wall.
Keeping the patched pieces together preventing another fall.
It might take all that you are to find the you, you were meant to be.
It is worth the effort to escape the you, you are, to be totally free.
 
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