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Feb 2010
Who was I then?
That one whom you all remember so clearly

I used to hate, and distrust everything
Was so quick to anger and pain

I was deeply hurt and saddened
To the point of intense masochism

I did things I wasn’t proud of
Which led to more things I’m not proud of

I led a life filled with regrets
And I couldn’t see the light at the end of the tunnel

I said things that I’m still not proud of
And probably hurt more of you than I can remember

You representing all the people who were there
And all the people who remotely cared about what I felt

Who am I now?
If I’m no longer the one you remember

I laugh and I cry so freely
No longer bound by my own messed up rules

I long, I want, I touch
In a way I couldn’t allow myself to before

I love harder and more easily
For the chains of hatred no longer hold me down

I am light and free
Freed from the pains of the past and weight of the future

I am who I choose to be
I am a bird
I am a mountain
I am a rock
I am a human being like you
I am what I’ve become when I became me

I am and will always be
Adeola A
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