STRIPPED

I like the concept of being stripped,
****, I have been stripped of so much stuff!

I remember the first time someone tried stripping my dignity away.
When they tried stomping my dreams in my ribs,
trying to strip down my power, because, I was a girl.
The time, I superseded all expectations because
they thought I was dumb.
But through it all, I knew, what I was made of,
and stripped them of the desire of seeing me washed away.

I have stripped my soul until it touched the concrete,
Seeing my face plastered bare and in awe,
Laying there, wondering when the stripping would end!
Feeling debased by my own kind,
They try to filter me and I tried to comply,
But, my justice wanted a voice,
And my spirit-like a Phoenix rose
The shame kicked in and the shackles tightened a bit more,
The disappointment started a little chatter,
it got louder and louder,
I found myself fighting them and fighting me,
....but I didn’t give in,

The stripping continues, oh would it ever end?!!
I’ve gotten rid of anything that would get in my way,
Peeling away all the layers of garbage imposed on me;
That refrain my liberty,
that gets me father from my dream,
Realizing that in being stripped...
I rescued the little girl that almost died inside of me!

LeydisProse
1/15/2018
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