Part of me died

“A Part of Me Died”💔

It didn’t kill me, but something changed,

A piece of me lost, forever estranged.

I walked away, yet not the same,

A shadowed soul, a quiet flame.

That day took part of who I was,

Left me searching, without cause.

I carry on, but feel the void,

A heart once whole, now destroyed.

It didn’t end me, but I’m not whole—

An echo remains, deep in my soul.

I’m here, I breathe, but truth denied—

A part of me, that day, quietly died.

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Author: GreatCosmicMothersUnited

I have joined with many parents affected with the surreal , yet accepted issue of child abuse via Pathogenic Parenting / Domestic abuse. As a survivor of Domestic Abuse, denial abounded that 3 sons were not affected. In my desire to be family to those who have found me lacking . As a survivor of psychiatric abuse, therapist who abused also and toxic prescribed medications took me to hell on earth with few moments of heaven. I will share my life, my experiences and my studies and research.. I will talk to small circles and I will council ; as targeted parents , grandparents , aunts , uncles etc. , are denied contact with a child for reasons that serve the abuser ...further abusing the child. I grasp the trauma and I have looked at the lost connection to a higher power.. I grasp when one is accustomed to privilege, equality can feel like discrimination.. Shame and affluence silences a lot of facts , truths that have been labeled "negative". It is about liberation of the soul from projections of a alienator , and abuser ..

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