
The wails of
screaming children
begging for mercy
could be heard through the
cracks & holes
in the walls
The one who was supposed to
protect their kids from harm
was the one inflicting it
I waited and watched
my helpless mother
who was unable
to do anything
Red. Resenting. Rage.
I could hear the
blood boiling
in my body and
through the blanket of
my hair
that I had made
as a shield to
avert my eyes
from the horrors
of watching
HIM
as he made sure
to take turns
to beat the spirit
out of all of his children
The blades of fear
were woven so deeply
in the fiber of my being
that I had no desire
to live
to be
to do anything
always waiting
for when they
would pierce my heart
there was only
a black hole
inside & out
In times of distress
I would turn to nature
lying in the grass
atop the hill across
from my school
I watched the trees as
they were fading
the dance of the
autumn leaves
as they fell
in circles
peacefully
below
keeping the thoughts of
purple and black bruises
away
away
away
I screamed out
my seething sorrow
to the sky
begging God
why? why me?
through my tear-filled eyes
I sobbed and kept looking up
waiting for an answer
praying there was a sign
and when I was finally
completely empty
the grey clouds
made way for the sun
which shone brighter
just before
the day’s end
I felt the yellow warmth
wrap me in an embrace
I deeply breathed in
the crisp air of change
hoping
dreaming
that one day
I would shine brightly too
Being in the black abyss
of violence and fear
for most of my childhood
made me
apprehensive
scared
and then he came
to soften my sharp edges
I fell hard and terribly
with the utmost apparency
all of my barriers
were
broken
down
some days
the anger of it all
hurt so much that
I felt my heart
was going to
shatter spontaneously
inside my chest
but I have become softer
than I was once before
I have learned to hope
I have learned to love
to not be afraid
to seek help when needed
to withdraw when needed
to understand how to take care of myself
to see color in all things
to know there is more
than just black & white
I rise in the early mornings
to appreciate the brilliance of
the crimson red sky,
the warmth of the sun
the call of the blue birds
as they sing their sweet songs
to bear witness
to the dawn
of a new day
I search for light everywhere
because I know what it
feels like to live without it
I spill my secrets to
the moon and the stars and
watch as they shine
a bright white light while
they listen in confidence
and I feel renewed and whole
I embrace those once timid
big beautiful brown eyes
and that lovely caramel brown skin
that is much thicker
than others
that which I was once so fearful of
to accept that this is who I am
even when my self worth
and existence are
called into question
I WILL continue to
shine brightly with
all the colors
in the spectrum
I weaponized my rage
as fuel for the path
I needed to take
the past is the past
my future I cannot forsake
the spirit which you
could not break
my mind
I did liberate
a beaming white light
I will continue to emanate
Learn to let go
and live for what
is coming
Love changed me
pink saved me
and now I see
my brilliant hues
About the Creator
Maira K
An aspiring 23 year old female writer :)



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