Today, I Am Found
Letting go of the past, takes tears and sweat and great courage and inner strength. I have been through unimaginable pain, suffering and heartache.
There have been times, when I felt like I couldn't make another step. Or go an extra mile. When the mountains on my back seemed so heavy... and my heart so burdened, with pain and despair.
I wondered if tomorrow would ever come.
If there really was such a thing, as a silver lining, behind every dark cloud.
Crying myself to sleep became my favorite thing to do... at the end of each new day.
I had no one to turn to.
No one to talk to.
No one to lean on.
Loneliness became part of who I was. Like a shadow, that goes in and out with me.
I had so many questions. But no answers I could find.
Remembering my past hurts.
Being abused.
Trust broken.
Tears falling.
Untold betrayal..
Being passed around like a platter full of delectable delights.
Mouths kept quiet.
The stalking of silence.
And slowly dying.
Even as I write this, my eyelids burn with unshed tears.
The heaviness of my heart yearns to be made lighter.
Where is my tomorrow?
Does even a candle in the window burn for me?
I don't seem to know anymore.
Hope has departed from inside of me. I do not know where it has gone.
I never thought I would ever get, in return for a perfect love.... abuse... unforgiveness... heartbreak... despair.. brokenness.
To realize that I had entered into a doorway of Unhappily Ever After... was more than I could bear.
What did I do?
Where did I go wrong?
Was I being made to pay for the sins of generations before? I didn't know.
After awhile, I hid, wherever the tides took me. The ME that once was, ceased to exist. In her place, someone else was born.
I pushed my dreams.
I pushed my hopes.
I pushed my plans, all aside.
I became someone else, for everybody. A chameleon.
I built a wall around my heart. I learned the hard way.... to get up off the ground and brush myself off.. To move on.
I disappeared deep inside a cocoon. Like a withered, lost soul. Searching with a hunger, to find a way out of the darkness that clamped my being into non- existence. But always yearning.... with a small ounce of what was left of me... for a way out...
To break free.
To run.... like the wind.
To no longer be a slave to circumstances.
To be the ME, I knew I could be.
Today, I am grateful for not giving up.
Today, I have been set free, from every spirit of bandage.
Today, old things have passed away.
Today, I am reborn.
Today, I am found.
Today, I am loved.
Today, I know Who I Am.
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