Satisfied With Me
I’m so..sad
All my life I’ve never been satisfied
With me
Abuse and control seizing my quiet soul
I couldn’t let go
Rest ripped from me
I fought fathers for a lifetime
Never knowing who’s my kin I could never risk to be exposed
Drowning in ocean splashes I can’t see
All my life I never dared to leap I can’t deem the merest squeak
Dis-rest again disposes me I should have never tried to be
Silence scurried out by me’s
Never once could I find Me
Yet I’m so glad
That I died
Now it’s time to bury me
And finally for once I will be free
Learning now to toss and turn
Loving now how living hurts I’ve released now I can be
Satisfied
As I discover me
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