The sadness that no baby should have to feel.
The unworthiness no child should live with.
The words I’ve heard no girl should ever be told.
I’ve felt broken.
I’ve felt alone.
I’ve felt shame.
Ashamed of my body.
Ashamed of my self.
Fear, sadness, anger and rage lived inside of my being.
They spoke to my core.
My belief system tainted.
I found the strength to fight back like a wolf,
I could taste the blood of my assassins.
I could smell the smoke of their cremation.
Free to take residence in my own body.
To take residence in my self.
To take a seat in my own soul.
No one else gets to live here…but me.
March 17th, 2015 Free Spirit