My mind a Library
Filled books of good and bad
Trauma and happiness
Love and lost
Happiness like brightly colored covers
Shining lightly in my mind
Warm and homey
Like the smell of a freshly made book
Trauma, like a can of worms
Eats away at the pages of my mind
Eating memories good and bad memories
A childhood gone in a crunch
Love like the librarian
Cares for each book
Like a mother and her child
Tends the injured
And searches for the lost
Lost are the books
Stolen from my mind
Happy memories taken by bad days
Looted by anger and hate
My mind is a library
The books my experiences, trauma and memories
