There were times I lay alone in the silence
By body hurting
Before the cuts
Where were you?
You were sleeping
Nothing i could do would wake you
And after that if I got
Driven crazy with grief
How painful did it feel for me?
You lied to you mother
And made me look like a maniac
I took the blame
I took the shame
I swallowed it down
With drugs and alcohol
And I had the baby cut from me
It would not have survived
But still the pain of it
And this was the fourth time
The darkest years followed
Until Jonathan came
But he could not really see me
I had to keep burying my pain
To be accepted
It was so so hard
Why did I blame myself?
Often times there was not one soul at all
That could hear me
Feel me
Let me be the true me
Even with all of the grief
But now you cannot hurt me any more
I am in charge of this
Even if I can do nothing about past pain
Still via this medium I can talk about it
I can give it all a name
And in so doing
In being acknowledged
I will not longer carry the shame
For fighting as hard as I could
To unearth my inner child
Along with my real self
Who is only just
Beginning to get a chance
To be a wild mad thing
To dance
To sing
To cry
To heal
To fully
And
Completely
Come alive.
Everyone deserves a chance to be a wild mad thing. So well written ♥
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God bless that is a wonderful comment.. thanks so much for sharing your thoughts, Sonali.. ❤
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You’re most welcome♥
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