These past few weeks have been an outlet for me when it comes to the articles I've been posting. Each article has been a step in a series towards a greater ending that will be my way of making amends with my past and people in it. It will be my way of getting things out that I was never able to say aloud to myself, to others, or even in the depths of my own mind.
Give Me A Chance
To show you
Who I am before you judge.
Look beyond my hardened exterior
See the chains binding -
Shattered heart.
The iron fortress protecting -
Desolate soul.
You see me as unapproachable.
Hateful. Judgmental. Bitch.
But you don’t see the scars…
On my heart, on my body…
How deep they run
How much they hurt
Why they exist.
You don’t see me.
Fight.
To put myself back together,
Melt the iron, break the chains,
Free myself of this prison.
Heal.
Please, try to understand…
ME.
Give me a chance to be…
ME.
The me that has hidden in
this shattered existence.
The me drowning in this pain,
This constant fear of never being free,
Of never being allowed to exist
In a world I choose…
Please.