"In time," I would tell myself—
These were times of fear;
Self-introspection; grand unknowns

"For in these times it is not pain
Nor fright or apprehension
Nor desire—"

I would not have known
Nor do I now—
What I may desire or desire herself;

She is a symbol of beauty;
Elegance, grace, harmony
Peace and love—

I know—who wouldn't want that?
I wasn't always how I am—nay
Perceive myself to be

My story is one of heartbreak;
It is pain and suffering;
Depression and loss

Though details show not
Any apparent distress;
Nor loss; nor pain—

But nonetheless scarred I am;
Stabbed more times
Than one could imagine

Yet still I persevere;
I survive, and I thrive;
And I live another day