in closets she would find me…hidden away…secret place…

written letters opened…never sent…censored…

accusations of impurities…constant fear…

fear of what…

of her…him…them…they…nothing…a fear of nothing….just…fear…

she confessed to me of a childhood trauma…made her what she was…scared…hiding behind any thing…all things…

she told you this…

she did…and these things are passed-on…these afflictions…these fears…

yes…

has to stop…

yes…

it is time…