Trauma is like waves. They don't stop Eventually

"Trauma is like waves. They don't stop Eventually you get a home at the beachside. You stay under the warmth and cold of its roof and walls. One sunny morning you decide to see the world, and there they are. The waves. That never stopped. And there you are. Inside the home. Under the dark of its roof and walls. "

 Trauma is like waves.

They don't stop
Eventually you get a home
at the beachside.
You stay under the warmth and cold
of its roof and walls.

One sunny morning
you decide to see the world,
and there they are.
The waves.
That never stopped.

And there you are.
Inside the home.
Under the dark of its roof and walls.

Trauma is like waves. They don't stop Eventually you get a home at the beachside. You stay under the warmth and cold of its roof and walls. One sunny morning you decide to see the world, and there they are. The waves. That never stopped. And there you are. Inside the home. Under the dark of its roof and walls.

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