My Truth Feb 24 2011
It's time that I face my past
and the horrible details it will contain.
Uncover it all, then file it away,
so I can break free from these chains.
In a desperate search to find the truth,
I seem to be falling three steps behind.
Clouding my way through,
making everything more difficault to find.
The suffering I felt was to much for me to bare,
in a panic I hid it all away.
Locking it up, forgetting it was there,
buried in a secluded place to stay.
Retracing my steps all the way back,
to where it all began.
From the beginning, starting all over again,
with fresh new ideas and a whole new plan.
It feels as though I am running around in circles,
and I just hit a dead end street.
I have to force myself to continue my search,
standing strong and steady on my feet.
It is important that I find what has been locked away,
I would be able to have control.
Take away all that power it has had,
getting back my soul.
Dealing with my deepest darkest fears,
in time my mind will be at ease.
I would no longer be afraid of what's learking around the corner,
by facing my mental disease.
I finally found what I hid years ago,
stuffed tightly between the cracks.
So many memories I tried to forget,
working hard to get my life back on track.
Copyright © Priscilla Larson | Year Posted 2011
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