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Through the years I've seen bad. 

Traumatized from fear. 

Fear of the unknown

Ive seen good.

That healed me from the trauma. 

Only to revert back to my fears.

Shadows in the mist. 

Shadows in the dark.

And even in my dreams.

They reach out.

I run

I scream.

I fear.

Nothing to hide me from my fears I give in. 

I fall to my fears.

My unknown fears.

Seal them in my heart and mind and never let go.

I must learn my fears are me.

My fears are who I used to be. 

The new me is a scared little child who was abused her entire life. 

Her soul is shattered beyond repair. 

Her heart is broken.

Her fear is real.