Violated and torn.
Trembling tears fall.
Disguised as a man,
At heart he’s just a boy.
He can’t sleep,
Images burnt in his brain.
Normalcy doesn’t exist.
A motherless soul,
Alone in the dark all shattered.
Determined to rise above it.
His pain becomes his strengths.
Driven to control his destiny.
Today he strives to build bridges,
Connecting to pieces that are solid.
Violation becomes a distorted memory.
He was a boy then.
Today a man appears and stares down every obstacle.
Today he stands tall with his scars and wounds.