Dear little Bixi, you're safe now.
Why are the memories so haunting?
Still daunting?
All I ever wanted was a safe space
A safe place
I breathe in and out
Wipe my own tears and with joy I'll shout
"I survived the deadly survival games"
even if I barely survived their flames
There was never anyone to protect little me
But look who I grew up to be
I swore and I vowed
and to my vow I'm bound
Never to be
like those who hurt me
I've created my safe space
I've found my safe place
Somewhere where the sunsets
About the Creator
Bixi Hernandez
Hi! I'm Bixi. Your red lip coffee sipping bestie. Using my tears as pen ink is what I do best. Enjoy!
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I really love this! I definitely resonated with it. Thank you for sharing!