16.9.11

Here's My Hand

A Poem for Mr. G & Ms. C

I can see your tears
Familiar tears
Tears I know too well.

The person you want to be
Is crying for the person you are
And you can't navigate the shift

I've been there

At times, I'm still there
In the midst of a pain entitled fear
It swallows you like a Villain

Forces you to marry into the idea that this is all you'll ever be
And the torture is multiplied
The intoxicating feeling that your light at the end of the tunnel has gone dim.

You stack it with irrational choices
Followed by a flood of guilt

The person you want to be
Is crying for the person you are

I was there
Until I chose to choose differently
It takes work

Do the work
Commit to your self-worth.
A sincere desire to live a better life

Try forgiveness
Self-forgiveness
There you'll find the hope you've been craving

Your time has come
Your moment is now
Your light still has a spark
I know

Because I've tasted the freedom of the other side
And it is sweet.

But it takes work

Here's my hand...

Let's  work together.

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