The Person I Use To Be-Want To Be Contest
I was quite sweet before the trauma of rape
Afterwards I was no chocolate cake
I was shamefully terrible in temper
Took my issues with men out on them
Having them fall in love with me
Was like a game of cards with odds
I didn’t even want to be married
Only to have indigo itch scratched
I did become quite a fan
Of having multiple boyfriends
Each like a tire on a car
I used to get around my broken heart
And of course I kept a spare man
Eventually I grew tired of the lame game
Of musical chairs using male frames
I began to mature and become patient
Motherhood came made me stop face
My pain and I stopped hurting myself
And perhaps other men as well
I took a vow of chastity
Sincerely was for the lord and me
And somehow he kept me covered despite my sins
I really did make amends within myself
And now I’m fearful of hurting men
I never tried to but was selfish then
Now I am like a new healed heart
I love the power of our God
Who picks you up turns you around
And places feet on solid ground
I’m not perfect and as I age
I feel happy that I am saved.
I repent of my sins. Amen.
Copyright © Karen Jones | Year Posted 2024
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