I never really thought before, how much it affected my life
Those triggers that stay hidden, far away from our outer light.
My past has stayed with me, deceit, violence, and abuse.
Those feelings that just surface, even from the slightest news.
I wish I could escape it, like many years before
I wish my mind could not remember, how I cowered upon the floor.
But I feel like a vigilante, I wanna cull the world
Of all those domestic abusers, that are so mentally cold.
Moving forward is one thing, and escaping violence is just a small part
Of stopping negative thoughts, that still creep upon my heart.
All I can do is try to cope, and wake up every day
Remembering that my triggers, are just thoughts, many miles away.
© Meagan Lesley