It ends, then starts again,
Pain so deep, I don’t know how,
Started so long ago, I don’t know when,
Three or four, oh so young
Now the damage has been done.
The help was needed way back when,
But left me needy, I had no one.
I tried in ways that I only knew,
To show them all what was done.
But it came out oh so wrong,
Wherever I went fear came along.
Even now, with all the time passed.
I always feel I should be last,
No longer acting out,
But to trust, I want to shout,
Hey I’m here, can’t you see?
All that has been done to me.
– van –