Word of My Life
“Word of My Life”
Created by accident, incident, unintended
But born to a lone mother whose love never ended
She taught me well, she taught me young
A knowledge of words and a mastery of written tongue
Happiness was the word of my life
Taken by family, kidnapped, betrayed
Torn form a mother and stepfather so pained
Though I was returned home this wound was still bleeding
Molding an anxious personality with optimism receding
Trauma was the word of my life
A household divided, unhappy, turbulent
I questioned whether or not it was worth it
So many fights between a husband and wife
How could I learn to love somebody like this, in this life?
Doubt was the word of my life
I need an outlet, escape, refuge
My brain felt like it was in a centrifuge
I scribbled out every emotion in dozens of notebooks
I looked inward because outside had a bleak outlook
Isolation was the word of my life
Growing in spirit, body, and heart
New relationships to mend and tear apart
The writing I did became a goal, a career
I set out to write a novel and did so in three years
Pride was the word of my life
A legal adult, responsible, striving
The future is bright and I am thriving
Fears still plague me, as they do us all
But I will not back down, I shall answer life’s call
Happiness is the word of my life.
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