Then
Then, the day to day
All I could do was go
Away
Fear clouded memory
Duck and cover
Mind fucked like
A ravenous lover
Leaving me helpless
Weak
On the floor
A sobbing heap
My truth
Should be a lie
Just let me be free
The shape of fear
The shape of me
Hollowed eyes
Skeletal remains
Unknown depth of violence
The cage that kept me
Isn’t enough to protect me
The ones who are stronger
Yell louder
Throw harder
Stay away better
They mattered
I could be that
Away
I was tough
Away
I couldn’t be that at home
Among the ghosts
Of a catacomb
Never touched by sun
Taking out my rage on anyone
Except those who deserved it
That’s how it works, right?
Find the weak, the helpless, the slight
And let them have it
Reign down on the innocent
It’s easy
Empowering
It’s not you, it’s me
It’s my family
But you, brother
Where are you?
I thought we were in this together
I remind you of them
Of then
So you leave me
Alone
Standing in the middle
Of a battle field
We never asked for
Bodies cover the ground
And I recognize their faces
Fading and tragic
Lost in black magic
It’s almost over
The end of that circle
Only shadows for cover
Turned to dust
The cage of mine
Emancipated by rust
The makers will die
With tears in their eyes
Of guilt and regret
I won’t forget
Or walk the scar
Of that grievous history
I wished to be away
I can feel it now
As I drift out of the arc
Away from the dark
To the light
Of my own making
Changing the trajectory
Re-writing the story
Re-loving the testimony
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Harrowing piece. Thank you.
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Thank you 🙂
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That horrible loss of clarity that comes with terror and grief
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Yes. Most of my childhood memories are from times that I was literally “away” from my family. All else, except for a few very clear and terrifying memories, are gone, it’s just a blank moment in time.
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Reblogged this on Secret First Draft: Member of the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective and commented:
1Wise-Woman/A Lion Sleeps in the Heart of the Brave
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Thank you!
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Knowing a little about the background of this makes and incredibly powerful piece even more poignant. Amazing write my friend. It doesn’t ring a bell or a gong, it is a sonic boom.
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Wow! Wonderful compliment Christine! Thank you 🙂
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❤
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I’m in love, babe. ❤
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Thank you ❤
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You’re so welcome!
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I think you’re my biggest fan, you make me happy 🙂
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💞🦄
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😀 you make me happy, too!!
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🙂 ❤
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Taking out my rage on anyone
Except those who deserved it
That’s how it works, right?
Find the weak, the helpless, the slight
And let them have it
Reminiscent of my ex. Great post!
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Thank you!
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Another word for “tomboy” is “girl”, a feeling, caring thoughtful person.
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Right on! And she is also strong 😉
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Especially that
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🙂
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I love this.. so powerful and moving.
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Thank you and thanks for the follow!
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Right back at you. I look forward to getting to know you through the blogging world.
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Reblogged this on RamJet Poetry and commented:
Incredibly powerful poem from 1Wise
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Thank you again!
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Most welcome 🙏
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So powerful. Tragic and uplifting at once
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Thank you!
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You are very welcome
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Incredible.
The depth just leaps off the “page” straight into my core.
I don’t know what to say ❤
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Wow! What a wonderful compliment. Thank you so much ❤
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Vanessa said it best. Incredible! Powerful! I felt this piece. Well done!
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Thank you so much 🙂
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Powerful…… love it ❤
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Thank you ❤
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❤
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