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NOTE:  2014 03 12  00H50 EST  Lessons -




Lessons

 

I learned to fear

and navigate through

terror and violence

 

I learned to not trust

adults and not believe

they'd all keep me safe

 

I learned to walk on egg

shells around the twisted

minds my kin battled with

 

I learned to read well

the mood in a room to

avoid running into harm

 

I learned to erase myself

so to attract the least

attention in my direction

 

I learned to be quiet

'cause no one could do

anything anyway

 

I learned very early

that I wasn't important

to anyone; I didn't matter

 

I learned to destroy myself

'cause I believed as much

in my worth as they did

 

I learned to live dead

and away from anything

resembling who I am

 

In the end though,

 

I learned to climb out

of the pits of despair

and to stand before you

 

I learned the words,

how to fend off the pull,

and found I can walk

 

I learned there's more

to me than what's been

attempted to make of me

 

I learned it was all wrong

and out of my hands; the guilt

should've never been mine

 





Words by F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-06-02 at 20:59

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ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo! F.i.in.e Moods
Ken
2017-06-22


Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
There is so much sincerity in these words full of honest and no doubt painful introspection. So much for the reader to contemplate especially for those whoose lifes have not been so inflicted. Day to day concerns of most pale into insignificance and yet so many cry "oh woe me". As an individual who feels only but fortunate to have never had to endure what your words encompass and could never truly understand the impact, I hold onto the last two Stanzas. For indeed your eloquence is proof there is far more to you than they led you to believe and the guilt for their singularly self-serving and sick minds is all theirs. They are small people who endeavour to cower others to make up for their own inadequacies. Your words prove you are a far, far better person than they ever could be. They live in a squalid little world of their squalid little minds, this i feel you are beginning to see more clearly. It is and insidous little world whoose tentactles can entwine all efforts to break free but those tentacles have to have something to grab onto and the guilt and shame they sew is part of their modas operandi.

You are and never have been guilty of anything.

Sorry again for rambling, hope some off it makes sense. Your words are courageous and are an inspiration to me and i am sure for other readers too.

Believe :)
2017-06-11


shells
You have learnt many things that you shouldn't have had the need to, but you have learnt to rise from within, this is uplifting, bravo!
2017-06-05



Well done. Seems to be life anymore.
2017-06-03


Bob
Heartfelt poem.
2017-06-03


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
This is a very nice, hopeful poem.
2017-06-02



Bravo!
" I learned it was all wrong
and out of my hands; the guilt
should have never been. mine."

It seems like a simple statement that takes a lifetime to learn. Keep saying it over snd over again.
Hugs.x
2017-06-02