I was Once Much Braver

Long ago, when I still dreamed in peace,

#beingachild

I was brave. The kind of bravery that was almost foolish.

#beingahero

I would risk my safety for all I believed. Knowing I could get hurt.

#beingture

And I always knew I was right.

#beingcertain

But now, I am not sure. I am not brave.

#beingchanged

And I am livid, that I could be forced into submission.

#beingsomeonenew

I do not like this change.

#beingsomeoneyouhate

I was once much braver.

#beingintheunknown

I cannot see where I am going. I have lost my sight.

#beingblind

I cannot hear what people tell me. I have lost my hearing.

#beingdeaf

I cannot say what wants to escape. I have lost my voice.

#beingmute

I cannot defend you any longer. I cannot defend myself.

#beingexposed

I wish I was still young enough to not know the fear of my own words.

#beingolder

I used to be much braver. I used to stand at arms. I used to be much braver.

#beingbraver

I used to stand high. I used to dream big, bigger than a time vortex because; nothing is bigger than a time vortex.

#beingadreamer

And then I stopped. I let people like you beat me down. I let humanity, the sickest creature beat me away from who I am. I let them win. They won my bravery, my dreams, and all of my senses.

#beingenraged

And not I want it all back. So I stand.

#becomesomeoneyoulost

And I will fight to the end of my life to gain the dreams.

#becomeadreamagain

And I will destroy the wall between me and my bravery.

#becomeahero

And today, you will see the child you thought you exhausted into submission.

#youareallyouwanttobe

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