Liking me

Finally, love has come my way,

by the way of the pavement, I’ve been arduously paving.

I no longer flinch at my sight,

harsh words doesn’t bubble up inside,

mind and heart still do fight,

but there is light.

Light I was so blind to before.

I would shut my eyes, cover my ears,

but the noise inside would only amplify.

With abuse it was never shy,

Where could I hide? The demon was residentiary.

The bitch is gone now. She’ll come knocking sometimes,

but that is all.

Finally, love has come my way,

she is yet to reach me fully,

yet to embrace in her warm engulfing hug,

but I can feel her presence and that’s a lot for now.

She speaks to me kind,

holds my hand and pulls me back when darkness binds.

She will at times sweep the clouds away,

she can’t make a grey day gay but she guides me through it.

At nights she tells me I’m hard to reach,

but still, by dawn, words of love she will preach.

The mountain remains steep,

The path illogical and non-linear.

But, in step with me my new company keeps,

and we are just getting familiar