Another morning I awake to sun coming through the door
it burns off all the fear and hate I felt the night before.
A single call comes on the phone, brings me back to that place
as if I'm standing in that room, our bodies face to face.
Its been so long that I endured what most people couldn't take
I moved away and worked so hard for this life away
my journeys far from being done and there's more dawns to come
to help me to move along until this war is done.
No longer have to fight the way I learned to fight before.
I'm fixing up the broken tools which cracked upon the floor.
The war goes on for all of them the way it always had
I've learned all that I need to do is accept those helping hands.
Writing limericks helps get out the thoughts scattered in my mind. Sharing my experience with others the best way I can. Survived what can only be described as a nightmare I am learning to re live my life with a new light. I can only hope that someone will read one of my limericks and feel they're not alone in life. If no one else gets anything from them that's okay. Proud to be who I am today, and working on accepting who I was. Happy reading friends and family.
About the Creator
Kemp
A small town girl, in a bizarre world. Sharing life of recovery through limericks and words. I am who I am.
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