Wounds become scars Wounds that do not heal properly stand out more The wounded child finds themselves feeling abandoned as an adult Never receiving the proper love reminds the now adult child that they'll perhaps never get back what they've lost
No one can fill the mega-sized hole in the heart Who will come to save, aid, and provide they wonder The answer they already know No one
So the wounded adult child puts their head down and exhausts all the energy and efforts they have This is what surviving looks like It doesn't help to blame because yesterday's wounds are now your responsibility
I can't fix this I can't break through Nothing remains consistent in my life The adult child is left to question everything and everyone
Disenfranchised Who can live with this reality A separation of mind, body, and state Emotions that cannot be explained To the deepest places that one can no longer feel When did the healing stop Better yet did it ever begin
A cycle of remembering I can't tell you You don't know how to be here I'm there Right now
The upside down The future me arrived I showed up late again I lost myself way back when Found out I'm him again
The process has lasted so long Every bump feels like a reinjury Where the wound never heals And I find myself bleeding on people who have nothing to do with what I'm going through
I scarred properly The marks you see Is who I was meant to be
Josh Samarco 