Finding the Light

I am a rare and wild virgin flower in a field filled of poison ivy. 

The kind of poison that's been infecting my life and trapped inside me. 

And as I become wilted no longer able to get up, my family has been by me. 

I wished to be able to bloom amongst the sun and shine brightly,

but I stay immersed in darkness the true me has been hiding. 

In the closet with my skeletons they keep me up nightly. 

I couldn't see all the people standing beside me keeping me striving,

to stop taking my life for granted and so lightly.  

It is for them that I turned my life around and started thriving.

Who knew it would take looking back to my roots in order to find me. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community

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