#newself
Slave?
By Glenn Currier
I had forgotten him
until he appeared in a dream -
he so qualified
me so average -
and I awakened barely recalling him
but the shame attacked me with a fury
and has not loosened its grip
even in the late afternoon.
And I thought I became a different person
after twenty years,
even in the last five years.
Am I still shackled to that old self
with scars like ex-slaves carried
from the chains and whips?
It seems people fade but feelings rarely do.
Apr 24, 2020
Apr 24, 2020 at 7:25 PM UTC
I was once afraid
By doing all i want
By showing my emotions
And expressing my feelings.
I was a weak woman
That has a fragile heart
I was afraid to feel the hurt
From the ****** knife of rejection
But then one day
I became tired
Of being scared
While doing nothing.
I discovered something
Inside of me
I heard the voice
From my better version.
I decided to change
my mind and heart
I chose happiness
Than a life of regrets
I buried my old self
And my own pain
I finally found the love
That is brighter than my fears.
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 7:04 AM UTC