Freedom Received
Thud, bash
You’re just another punch bag
Continuous taunting, haunting
Spoken words buried deep inside
Cages unlock old iron, gates creak
Pushing and pushing
Finding an inner strength
Tears flow with an unstoppable flood gate
Happiness is seen only in dreams
Get out while you still can is the panicked voice ringing in your ears
Your peace begins as the door slowly opens to new things
An open arm; a gentle smile, a caring hug is all that’s need to start the healing
By Julie Richmond
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