Grounded By Abuse
November 5th 2008 23:25
There are so many forms of abuse in the world.
And I must say I've had my share.
Both physically and mentally.
I think sharing my ordeals through poetry,
helps to heal my wounds. I hope in some way, it will help others.
Grounded , By Abuse
Some days,
this bird
believes it will fly,
amid others
in societies sky.
Given opportunity,
control aside,
It parts wings
yet, does not soar.
Absent, of self-esteem
it descends once more.
And, as it falls,
like moonlight
over the darkened night
Is left guessing!
And I must say I've had my share.
Both physically and mentally.
I think sharing my ordeals through poetry,
helps to heal my wounds. I hope in some way, it will help others.
Grounded , By Abuse
Some days,
this bird
believes it will fly,
in societies sky.
Given opportunity,
control aside,
It parts wings
yet, does not soar.
Absent, of self-esteem
it descends once more.
And, as it falls,
like moonlight
over the darkened night
Is left guessing!
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