This Is Me

I fell, 
I wouldnt tell.
Clouded by old fear,
No words of comfort I could hear.

Karma returned,
then the tables were turned.
I felt what they did,
and I see how far I've slid.

Remembering my strength,
I was willing to go the length.
Feet used to dance in the dew,
So why cant I make this new?

Standing up in my place
Words of the music begin to trace,
I fade out the world,
and my wings unfurled.
 
Letting go,
letting be
letting free
Letting me.

Memories of a dark room,
Two spotlights watched me bloom.
The words imprinting on my soul.
Making me feel whole.

The music caressed my skin,
Feeling the scars of where I have been.
And loving them
Letting the music thrum

For the first time,
I lay hands on my self with care
with no thought to hurt or tear
I loved what I found
not caring about the pound
I loved my self:

Hands above my head
all doubt has fled.
traveling to the back of my neck
thinking of my past's wreck.
They went down my side,
I dont want to hide.
Hands find my waist,
suprised with what I faced.
I had curves,
electricity ran through my nerves.
I felt beautiful.
no matter my past strife,
for the first time in my life
I felt beautiful.

I felt Beautiful.

The song come to an end,
I let the holes in my heart mend
A room full of girls,
their souls shining like pearls

Tears form on my eyes,
I feel my power arise.
Strength beond compare
Go ahead and stare.
Because Im not afraid of what you'll find
How long have I been blind?
Still in the brink of my youth
Hiding my self from the truth.

I stand tall infront of the stars,
my past riddled with scars,
Life pulsing in my chest 
Knowing I am blessed.

Saying my contract,
I have no fear of eye contact.
This is who I am
and if you don't like it, I dont give a damn.

I raise my head,
Ready to change the unsaid.
bliss flowing in my fingertips,
I open my lips.

"I am a beautiful, free, and mature young woman, who loves and trusts herself "

This is me,
As strong as can be,
This is me,
Now I am free.
This is me
No matter what you see
and this time 
I found my power on my own strength.

~This is me; a beautiful, free, and mature young woman who loves and trust herself.~ And nothing can change that.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Ajmal Avatar
February 8, 2018 at 11:11 AM
This is such a beautiful written poem, it was really deep and I really love reading it, continue to write such heartfelt poems, good luck
Walker Avatar
May 11, 2017 at 3:30 PM
Wonderful message, penned from your heart. Always be someone you can like and respect ...... feel proud to be yourself. Nicely done Elissa :)
Quigley Avatar
May 11, 2017 at 4:11 PM
Thank you so much Lenna!!!
White Avatar
May 11, 2017 at 2:08 PM
This is great my friend, what a journey you are on, you say you are not there yet, and I believe you. We carry our scars, and they are still scars, but inside we grow stronger, we gain, not lose. You are beautiful, young, you love and trust yourself. And you are right. Fantastic writing my friend :)
Quigley Avatar
May 11, 2017 at 4:12 PM
Thank you Darren. It means more that you know to me to hear you say that. *Hugs!*
Turner Avatar
May 11, 2017 at 9:31 AM
Acceptance of all that one is, that is the key to loving one's self. Looking pretty deep for such a young lady. You should hug your parents, Elissa. They have nurtured you well:)
Quigley Avatar
May 11, 2017 at 1:42 PM
I will thank you. My parents helped me for sure, and I figured out the rest. Thank you Daniel!!
Pinet Avatar
May 10, 2017 at 7:14 PM
This poem is well written and presents an original viewpoint of a woman experiencing a flood of emotions while pursuing a sense of freedom in her life. A wandering spirit that dreams of wings to fly away from the norm and taste the freshness of freedom, if only for a meager instance in time. Emile. #7
Quigley Avatar
May 11, 2017 at 1:41 PM
I love your insightful comment. Thank you so much!!!!
Smith Avatar
May 10, 2017 at 4:38 PM
Great poem Elissa...we all are unique and have imperfections...love yourself for who you are.
Quigley Avatar
May 10, 2017 at 4:46 PM
Thank you Tim. this took me a long time to get to this point, and I am no where close to the end.
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