I Am...Me

I am me

I am strong

I am a victim of abuse;

of rape and beatings;

of emotional turmoil;

of depression and anxiety;

But I am still me

I breathe in; I breathe out

Taking in the pain of yesterday

On this bleak, fall morning

I see the fog fill the skies

Only seeing five feet in front of me

Where do I go?

Better yet,

Where have I been?

I can't see behind me

On this cold autumn morning

as the leaves fall from the trees

like the pain of my past

I am strong

I keep moving forward

Not sure of where I am going

or of who I am

I keep driving

I keep breathing

I am a person

I fought to be where I am

and maybe I don't know where I am going

but because I beat the struggles

of the fogginess of my past

I trust I am going somewhere lovely

I am going somewhere beautiful

I am beginning the rest

of this beautiful life

I am me.

I am strong.

I am a person.