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Unveiling Me

A Journey of fragments and faith

By Rebecca O.Published 3 years ago 2 min read
Unveiling Me
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I never thought I'd become this version of me,

Collecting shattered pieces from the sea.

I once envisioned a life so perfect and bright,

For I lived in a nightmarish realm of endless fright.

I held onto faith, drawn to the beauty of the Bible,

God felt like a safe bet, always listening, never idle.

But as time passed, the listening grew harder,

Evil crept in, and bad things became the martyr.

I buried my heart deep, unable to feel,

Years went by before emotions would reveal.

I learned to understand smiles and laughter's guise,

Tears and pain became clear through discerning eyes.

In my quest to read and comprehend others' souls,

I forgot to explore my own, losing sight of my goals.

Too late did I grasp the depths of my being,

When love's touch overwhelmed, like sand escaping, fleeting.

I never knew love could be so exquisitely sublime,

A dreamlike realm where memories still chime.

The scents and the smiles etched in my mind,

A rose of affection, unseen like no other kind.

Suddenly, desires awakened, unanticipated and grand,

Longing for what I never deemed within my hand.

Feeling worthy and truly seen for the first time,

After a lifetime of feeling invisible, a victim of life's crime.

I held on fervently, clinging to dear life's thread,

But I grasped too tightly, on beams I shouldn't tread.

Listening to falsehoods, ignoring our joined hearts' call,

Choosing to believe the lie, despite knowing it would fall.

Now, I gather sand fragments to rebuild my soul's dwelling,

Inviting darkness back in, when I should be repelling.

Control slips away, returning to that familiar abyss,

Yet God, with force, placed two souls, a love I cannot dismiss.

Living fragments of my heart, independent and strong,

They challenge, love, and accompany me along.

Still, I yearn to experience that beauty once more,

Fearful that it may never knock at my heart's door.

I bury myself in work, seeking solace and control,

Discovering its wavering nature, like the sea's eternal roll.

Cast away on an island, amidst a sea of memories and dreams,

Yearnings I shouldn't entertain, yet they burst at the seams.

But I long to bury this emotional trainwreck deep within,

So I can navigate and study life's turmoil and its din.

To realize that money cannot grant complete command,

That being true to myself, I'll be heard, seen, and withstand.

I exist, worthy of all things, just as I am,

With my heart and my essence, I'll survive and stand.

Trusting in God, I'll move forward with faith anew,

Embracing the journey, unveiling the self, ever true.

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About the Creator

Rebecca O.

I am simply walking along the steps of my life's corridor, tempted to find bliss in the absence of my thoughts.

Here i share my thoughts to help me stay sane, some of my experiences and maybe some advice as i figure it out.

#IAMRAO

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