Shattered hearts club
Trauma sufferers know the desperation. The feeling of utter death that repeats. It can come out in back pain, in heart palpitations. It can drive them to do stupid things that ruin them. And ruins the trust with others. When they could least afford. Trauma sufferers know the numbness that ensues When, like a cloying baby, they reach out to others On a bus that's 200,000 times the size of them And they approach someone with sadness in their eyes And they get a massive quaking instead of the love That they sought. And they're frightening to others. And they're frightened of others. And the whole thing repeats And repeats. And repeats.
