survivorpoem1

Taking time to look at my past
Offering a long desired freedom at last
All the types of abuse I have endured
A brighter future there must be stored
There is a whole lot of pain in this soul
For which I am a better person as a whole
To look at the surface you could never see
All the horrible things that have come to be
All of this is a part of me.

Pain, insecurity and unprotected from some
feelings I have
There is no magical salve
To apply to the open and bleeding wounds
As the stress of the wounds blooms
Depression and anxiety are a small part
Of seeking a new life to start
A phone call can be such bliss
Stress and worries are all dismissed
All of this is just a part of me.

I close my eyes and shudder
The words I sometimes stammer
As I think how things could be
Wanting to know what others see
I put my life back in God's hands
On true faith is the only way to stand
I do not know what the future may hold
God I pray you will give me what I need to
be bold.
All of this is a part of me

A child lives deep within
In chaos and stress is all she's been in
Trying to heal on her own
Keeping quiet all of the unknown
A strong, determined grown adult people see
But inside I wonder how can that be
With God by my side
Any mountain I can divide
All of this is just a part of me.