One day you may trust

I rest my head in early morn is that the sound of feet as I yawn?
Here we go again its dawn and your face appears around the door, you sleep so little you think so much.

11 years of age and so old headed, mind you all that you went through in your first three years has done a life time of damage on such a young child who asked for none of this.

It is sad now that you seem to be in trouble so much at school at home life’s so tough not just on you but on us as well.
We love this child and would do anything to help but many times I have to shout and then feel guilty and let deep breaths out.

Maybe one day in the next few years something will click in that little mind of yours and you will realise we are not enemies we love you so all we want is for you to know we are here if and when you need us.

Here we go time for rest I bet I get very little as again as dawn breaks your feet I will hear and the look on that face tells me get up and talk but then you clam up.
One day maybe one day you will open up.{c/}
Hugs…