it is
broken,
disfigured,
malnourished,
this heart of mine.
"you have some kind of nerve taking all of our love."
it is
tired,
aching,
thirsty,
this mind of mine.
"papa can you hear me?"
it is
queer,
violent,
bewildering,
this 'home' of mine.
"cuz i've been a prisoner all my life."
I don't think any of my word will comfort you. But know this... you are not alone! *hugs*
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