Hiding in the shadows
of my mind
behind the thoughts,
of the small scared girl
and the angry towering man.

Hiding next to the thoughts,
of the frightened little child,
that’s scared and afraid,
of the man that’s supposed to love her.

Hiding under the thoughts of,
a mother who’s own mind,
is her own prison.

I went to this place in my mind,
and only then did I realize
it was just a reflection of my reality.