Others in the mind's control

A fiery inferno of truth. A heat of passion for serving another. The coldness of lonesome sorrows. These are the thoughts of his mind's terrible circumstance of existence. There are many of them who inhabit the mind of a body like this. The children of old, the forces of protection, and style of a woman, a confidant in true fashion, and a few of the written scription of the day. From a child this mighty amazing, was fractured in so many ways from the abuse inflicted upon its very soul. They each take care about how much this mind handles each moment of every day. It's the only way this vessel will survive to live another day. Each of them takes a memory of a terrible circumstance upon itself and locks it away. Every emotion, every sexual, physical and mental abusive action put upon this body. A body that wasn't supposed to survive. A body that wasn't supposed to grow up. A body that isn't supposed to be here nearly this long. A body that was an infant in the world at the moment it all began. Shamed to the core by all those around it. It's a tribute the way it lives today in the inflictions of what it's suffered from in life. Living each day showing up for people unknown to it. supporting in different ways.