Escape

Surviving Child Abuse 

 Escape...... 

I often wonder, what its like

To be; A perfect version of the inner me..

Often in another land, dreams afar in Neverland. At night I creep up far away, beyond the stars ..... beyond the clouds.

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 Mr moon is where I be when the pain gets to much for me.. 

Escaping from the pain        Of all the childhood memories..

It’s not a miss it’s not a gain to have survived the lasting pain., 

I often wonder, what it’s like

To be; A perfect version of the inner me

But then I woke to see.. 

I am happy just being ME