Eggshell Boards

Quiet girl born in a very loud world

Tip toed gently on eggshell boards

While others stomped across titanium floors...

Never spoke out of turn,

She was barely ever heard...

Disappearing inside her head

Where she lived a perfect fantasy...

“Do as you’re told, not as we do,

Don’t forget little one...

Obey us, or the devil

Will come after you”!

Quickly she learns,

Intuitively knows

The ones who brought her here

Were deeply wounded souls!

Passing their toxic psyche

Through angry damaged blood,

Forcing their madness

Instead of giving absolute love....

Little girl is a woman now,

Standing up and still falling down,

One thing she knows for sure,

She’ll never again have to walk

Across eggshell boards!

(C) Leatherman 2012