This Was Just As Hard To Write... Poem by Kaitlin Christine

I attempted creating a wall against any constant memory of what was done to me. Any analysis of what had happened would just break me more, yet it becomes more and more difficult as I break those barriers and make my way towards the harsh years of heartbreak he put upon me. Three rough, meaningful years I worked so hard to put behind my fragile parts…Sometimes I put myself at risk and begin to think unpleasant thoughts…Convincing myself feelings are reforming themselves. I take a few steps back. Close my eyes and remember those nights with millions of tears running down my face…that he was who caused them. I feel nothing.
I am back to reality.
I am okay.