My handmads trauma

Made just for me

oh how lucky I should be

To be given a gift so unique

Beautiful with the makings of a rainbow

Red for the blood

Purple for the bruises

Blue for the tears

Green for the drug misuses

My handmade trauma

Made just for me

I Dream of the nights when he’d come come

That’s how I know what abuse is

And all the fabricated lies and excuses

The only gift my parents ever gave me

But it guess it has its uses

My handmade trauma How lucky

Made just for me

Even though it’s too much for me

I will not share

You couldn’t even imagine the things Ives seen

Not even in you scariest dreams