• As a child

    From as early as I remember I wanted to be loved ...
    When the doorknob turned and I knew the fist was next....
    The laughing faces that never put a hand out to save me....
    The mocking words telling me I was never good enough....
    The family that I NEVER really had......
    The fear I felt, never knowing what it felt like to be safe......
    The love I wanted so very badly..........


    Now as a woman

    I HAVE a family that loves me....
    They never make me feel ugly.....
    They never hurt me with fist or words....
    They never make me sad.......

    I have left the pain behind and rose up to be ......
    Me