
I heard many killers write manifestos.
Well.
I killed my past.
I'm killing this blouse.
I kill when I write,
So here's mine:
I was nobody born to nobodies but warring inside me was loathing my body
My mind played a chess game I could never win and
I wished death on myself because of my sin.
I fell in love too many times, I confess
Was told I was 'too fat' to wear a white dress
Had bullies a plenty, but as I got nearer
I realized my enemy came from my mirror
Hear her?
A little sad. A little broken.
Soft spoken
Here's a token
Of my affection
Words on paper
Just a section
Mention, really
Childhood reeling
Lying feeling
Stealing
Peeling
Me from
Healing...
Forget that
I reject that.
I'm not my past self
Do you get that?
Been through hell,
It has a basement
Inner rooms
And perfect placement
Yet demons preferred my dorm room
In the night I heard things go boom
Shadowy figure stood over me
Disembodied breathing,
crawling feeling
Over my skin
Kill yourself, it tried to chime in
Too bad Satan fell like lightning!
Sucker.
Thought he had me for a minute.
Okay two, but now who's winning?
Don't get it twisted, babe, it ain't me
But when God's for me, who can be against me?
Newsflash,
no body.
You'd have to go through Daddy.
That's funny.
I was adopted from bad girl to baddie.
Does that make me haughty?
A little bit naughty?
Nah, I'm just bragging
Satan's shoulders sagging
'Cause of my King
Jesus!
So where does that leave me?
Made many mistakes
Been paying the price
Each time my heart breaks
But I'm in recovery
Into discovery
Making inquiry
Feel a bit fiery.
Hire me. I bring in the traction.
Listening?
I'm into the action.
Building business, making friends
In my prayer room, throwing hands
Had enough of loser streaking
Quiet now, the boss is speaking.
Here's how things are going down now
You don't get to dictate my frown
You don't get a say in my town
I'm not taking this one lying down
Kill this body? I'm heaven bound.
But you tried that. It's the last round.
Got my gloves on, don't make a sound
Once was lost but now I've been found.
I'm loved, I'm forgiven
Just look at this life I've been given
Husband and kids, one lives in heaven
Don't worry, he's good, up there he is livin'
Down here now I'm working
Time is a shortening
Finding my path
I won't front
I was hurting.
Had bad anxiety
Depression killing me
But now I'm honoring
My past by being free.
To those that I hurt, I am sorry.
To those that hurt me, I forgive.
To ones I have loved but have lost
I wish you happiness, hope and peace.
It was real for me, but I let you be
It's my time to stand, to move, to breathe.
And to God, I say, thank you,
Without you I'm nothing,
but you don't make junk,
And you're doing a new thing.
I choose to believe you.
Make me brave.
Make me good.
Make me new...
'Till I see you.
I love you.
About the Creator
Mezmur
Rooted in Christian faith yet unafraid of human fragility, Mezmur writes as both survivor and worshipper. Her work invites readers to breathe again, to see that even in the deepest silence, Love remains.
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Comments (3)
I love this so much, and can totally relate! Great stuff!
This is raw, fierce, and victorious—a manifesto of survival, transformation, and faith. It punches hard, but the knockout is hope. Brave New Girl? More like Unstoppable New Woman. Keep that crown on.
Brave New Girl ,very interesting