The Children Find a Safe Corner

A Promise

Cracked, broken, shattered, soiled,
The child worked hard to survive,
Frightened and all alone she toiled,
Her prayers received no reply.

An empty shell tormented by abusers,
She had no where to run or hide,
Except with the shadows and monsters,
Who lived so deep inside.

This ShadowLand protected her,
As she turned over the reins to me,
My shattered spirit did not matter,
The cycle of abuse was still to be.

I survive in this troubled world,
But my dreams hint of wonders too,
I will survive the pain and heal,
My determination will carry me through.

1/12/98