I could have done a lot worse,
I could have gave into this curse.
As numb and hollow became my norm,
I began to accept this form.
On the outside who would even suspect,
all the secrets that I've kept..
After so long, I had to speak out loud,
I didn't need a podium or crowd..
I only needed someone I could confide in,
I needed to release my bourdons to begin..
Do you know how long I waited?
Just to be shaded..
I guess I never even got started,
before I became so guarded.
If you only knew, you would say "of course you did,"
you were only just a kid..
But alas, here I am becoming free of this prison you put me in,
finally feeling comfortable in my own skin.
I didn't need to confide in anyone, especially you,
my hatred only grew.
You buried what happened to keep you sane,
I was left to carry this bourdon, I wore the chain.
I grieved what should have been mine,
all the lost time..
What I needed was to get right with my soul..
get back what you stole.
Now I can live my life in peace,
The war in my mind has ceased.
Because I know my truth and I know it well,
It is I who survived a trip through hell.
About the Creator
Kenzie Lea
Writing has been my escape for as long as i can remember. Poetry will always have a special place in my heart. I am on the journey of discovering my voice again.
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