be me

my trust in you fled long ago,

when your careless words

sliced me deep, embarrassed me,

made me feel ashamed of me

now, after so many years,

I can’t find the desire to try

to want to trust you again

you were meant to be my forever

but now that seems like a prison

clipping my wings,

shaming my passion,

putting me in a box of your closed mind

but my fire is burning the box from within,



it will consume me

I will shed my shackles

and be me.


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Woman | Proud | Strong | Independent |Ecologist | Mother-of-3 | Hiker | Camper | Lover | Musings and discoveries and snippets of my Life and my Self

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