Anatomy of a Confrontation

Tears of bereavement not shed
Instead
transition to expression of control
New found strength
hidden within the spirit
allowed to inhale recognition of self

Never to disappear
scar tissue hardens with time
The neccissity to relive abuse
tempered and quenched
With words of honest inquiry
I took the stage
This one actor to his audience
of not so distinguished guests

A prisoner within myself
Now
allowed to age
to mature
Confrontation the key
to this prison within my soul
A new begining
with realization of worth the result
Bars of restraint fade
chains fall as dust in wind

No longer held to prostration
or self execution
As a person I walk now
amongst the living
Expressions of emotion
flow through river's path
Allowed to become a part
my repertoire of words

Shadows of black cloth
remnants to be dealt with
Cleansed with true effort
patiently
over time
No longer fearing to tread
on the coiled serpent
Now suffering from dilution
of venomous strength

The catharsis of pain
delivered thru birth
I needed to hear it's first cries
to witness the severing
of it's umbilical cord
I drew in breath
as awareness approached

Hail!
to this majestic ceremony of self acclaim
Alive
Allowed
Personification of renewed hope
Thoughts saturated with confidence
flooding tissue
I had stood naked
exposed
I have survived
and denied death it's meal of thanksgiving.