I Forgot I Was a Strong Woman
The sharp pains reminded me of the sharp knives that I carefully avoided
the fears of the wounds haunted me
the reality of the the fresh incisions broke me
no single staple could hold the jagged edges
profusely bleeding pretending this stage was new
yet I have been here before
so many million times
I shamelessly looked at my feeble accomplishments
it had all been one step forward, two steps backwards
back in the same pit
covered by the same stench
same story, same characters
same ending
The now dried breasts missed the mouths that sucked on them hungrily
and the innocent eyes that sometimes watched from them
the once free laughter of a girl filled the air
there was life in it, there was power in it
it's tough being a woman
The barbed freedom crawled searching for a perfect fit
and if the perfect fit could not be found, the laughter landed on a lost boat in the middle of the sea
it got tougher
But when sisters came to the rescue
Reminding how to balance
Embracing the how of love
Leading the ways of healing
The pain slowly faded to its dark chambers
The strong slowly curved into my own wings
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