The Cocoon Poem by Ruth warren

She sits in her world of silence,
and stares at her bare walls;
she's safe inside of this cocoon,
for in here, she never falls.

In her peaceful, sheltered world, she
finds safety and security there;
yet when she returns to the real world,
danger will be lurking everywhere.

She absolutely hates pain, as
everyone certainly would;
but hers' is the kind, that lingers
inside, much longer than it should.

She feels so ugly and worthless
inside, for she's sure it was her fault;
that the abuse she receives is well
deserved, by the pain inflicting adult.

She tries her best to deny in her mind,
that nothing happened at all;
but in her heart, she knows what's real,
as is her tears that fall.