I awoke at 5 am with a start
Trying to push the trauma out
As I feel the force field of in and out
Birthing me
And my body spirals along this
Pathway or river of damage
At times these symptoms and shocks
Seem more than I can manage
But it is then I have to remember
To be in my body and breathe
The most terrifying place I had to take flight from
Tears come when I remember the pain
And the look on you face
Dad you didn’t know who I was
When they wheeled me past you in the hospital corridor
Bleeding and screaming to let me die
Why wouldn’t I go down without a fight
But in the session in 2005
I cried for what I put you and Mum through
I saw it didn’t just happen to me
But why in the family
Was I the one who had to bleed?
Useless question really
Becomes a painful unending litany
If I do not set it free
This pain and trauma I carry just had to be borne
And over so many days and nights
Its has made me so angry, helpless, confused and forlorn
All these feelings I struggled with
Within the intensity
UntiI began to see
Finally
The necessity for surrender
For I have died a thousand times
No matter how hard I tried
To live
But then there was the chance perhaps
To be born again
Through the flood
Through the fire
And as I age
And turn yet another page
On this late summer day
I will see it all with softer eyes
As I write and cry
And honour the truth of all the fear
And feelings I have lived
For I have survived
My God yes
I am still alive
And all of it will be
A part of me
Forever
You are a survivor and a woman with a whole hell of a lot of strength! Very powerful piece, Deborah.
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Thanks so much Beckie. That means a lot.. xoxo
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You are most welcome, Sweetie! 😊
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❤ ❤ ((–))
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