Consumed the by silent tears of angry confusion
Protective mask becomes transparent to raven eyes
Fear and uncertainty linger about the threshold of wholeness
Creating the hesitance to cross invisible lines to waiting loving arms
Numerous battle fought and won, yet the war rages onward
Thoughts twisted in the psyche, fact and fiction begin to blend
Internally battling to decipher imaginary codes self manifested
Weight upon shoulders hinder each step upon the ladder of healing
Bound and wrapped in bandages, locked away in a fortress of glass
Lying wounded, cringing at possible exposure with each stones throw
Battered and bruised, turning to hide insidious scars of humiliation
Internally growing cold, transforming into an emotionless illusionist
Shackled to shame, drowning in self blame of days events old
Becoming a black hole in the psyche inhaling all things negative
Numb to the core, truth of self spirals about in a chaotic reality
Desperately fighting to breakout from the chains that bind my soul
Last glimmer of hope clung to with an ironclad death grip
Legs trembling uncontrollably with each ladder rung taken
Courageously fighting a solo battle against a shadowed past
Daring to walk a singular journey into an enlightened future
New found faith slowly grows within, strengthening the heart and soul
Giving birth to a greater courage in spite of lingering fears residing
Beneath crippled wings, an angel of glorious beauty lies in wait
Rising one day to shed fears and inhibitions of a shaming past
Adding your comment:
great job
!! Smoothly flowing, filled with great imagery. Love the twist into hope at the end. Keep on penning.
for ya doll....miss ya too
Jeannie D Hunter
Elizabeth
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