Break Free
My life was a hot mess.
The daily abuse
Left me in spirit
Alone and confused.
Five years of this stuff
Was more than enough
To reshape my person
And turn me to mush.
I struggled to function
At most basic tasks.
My mind would be whirling
At questions folks asked.
Removed from the nightmare,
I’m healing right now.
It’s slow and a process.
I’m not sure quite how.
Three weeks have gone by.
It is all so fresh
So I write to compose
My thoughts and de-stress.
Writing is something
I’ve always done well
It gives me an outlet
For stories to tell.
Writing a poem
Is daunting to me
But I thought I would try-
It helped me break free.