My Reality
Marie Slider
9 July 2017
In an alternate reality, of days long past,
Stood a broken little girl, in a rock hard cast.
No one really loved her, that was what she thought.
In her mind she was abandoned, left alone to rot.
People all around her, would pick on her or tease,
Taking it all personal, she told her heart to freeze.
Her pain grew even deeper, when someone took advantage.
So she knew she had to run, her emotions she must manage.
The beginning was to fake a smile, in every situation;
Becoming a chameleon, so she could prove her station.
Next were the addictions, manipulating, lying;
Before she even realized it, no longer was she trying.
It became a way of life, no effort left at all;
To run or drink her life away, was her only call.
Going through the motions, not letting others in,
She felt that to pretend, was the only way to win.
She saw glimmers here and there, never finding peace,
Running to wrong places, to try to get release.
The people she kept close, she loved as best she could.
Most were lost just like her, clinging to falsehood.
The ruin this was causing, never crossed her mind.
Her worth she had been walking on, so hope was hard to find.
It took her long to realize, her perspectives were all wrong.
She was worthy of true love; she had been all along.
With this simple knowledge, lines were surely shifted.
The weights of old realities, were slowly being lifted.
The past provided lessons, for healing to occur.
She learned to focus on today, for the future was a blur.
Now in this strange new realm, unfolding everyday,
Stands a hopeful little girl, discovering her way.
Vulnerable and open, to learn humility;
Willing to make progress, towards the day she's free;
She fights a daily battle, forgiveness to attain,
For from her past reality, resentments do remain.
She has to snuff the urges, of building up more walls;
Especially when she feels, she's had too many falls.
She only knows the next right step, is opening her heart,
To that Holy Power; He'll outline her part.
He's watched her all along, providing her protection.
She no longer tries, to run from that connection.
She does not thrive in chaos, or causing a commotion.
She can stand her ground, not hiding from emotion.
The unknown, though a mystery, no longer is so scary,
If the present is unpleasant, she knows it's temporary.
She gets up if she falls, and holds her head up high.
She knows that it's okay, if she needs to cry.
Continuing this daily, her past no longer binds,
And on anxieties of tomorrow, she can lower blinds.
Not knowing what the future brings, is but a tiny cost,
The blessing of uncertainty? She is no longer lost.
Marie Slider
9 July 2017
In an alternate reality, of days long past,
Stood a broken little girl, in a rock hard cast.
No one really loved her, that was what she thought.
In her mind she was abandoned, left alone to rot.
People all around her, would pick on her or tease,
Taking it all personal, she told her heart to freeze.
Her pain grew even deeper, when someone took advantage.
So she knew she had to run, her emotions she must manage.
The beginning was to fake a smile, in every situation;
Becoming a chameleon, so she could prove her station.
Next were the addictions, manipulating, lying;
Before she even realized it, no longer was she trying.
It became a way of life, no effort left at all;
To run or drink her life away, was her only call.
Going through the motions, not letting others in,
She felt that to pretend, was the only way to win.
She saw glimmers here and there, never finding peace,
Running to wrong places, to try to get release.
The people she kept close, she loved as best she could.
Most were lost just like her, clinging to falsehood.
The ruin this was causing, never crossed her mind.
Her worth she had been walking on, so hope was hard to find.
It took her long to realize, her perspectives were all wrong.
She was worthy of true love; she had been all along.
With this simple knowledge, lines were surely shifted.
The weights of old realities, were slowly being lifted.
The past provided lessons, for healing to occur.
She learned to focus on today, for the future was a blur.
Now in this strange new realm, unfolding everyday,
Stands a hopeful little girl, discovering her way.
Vulnerable and open, to learn humility;
Willing to make progress, towards the day she's free;
She fights a daily battle, forgiveness to attain,
For from her past reality, resentments do remain.
She has to snuff the urges, of building up more walls;
Especially when she feels, she's had too many falls.
She only knows the next right step, is opening her heart,
To that Holy Power; He'll outline her part.
He's watched her all along, providing her protection.
She no longer tries, to run from that connection.
She does not thrive in chaos, or causing a commotion.
She can stand her ground, not hiding from emotion.
The unknown, though a mystery, no longer is so scary,
If the present is unpleasant, she knows it's temporary.
She gets up if she falls, and holds her head up high.
She knows that it's okay, if she needs to cry.
Continuing this daily, her past no longer binds,
And on anxieties of tomorrow, she can lower blinds.
Not knowing what the future brings, is but a tiny cost,
The blessing of uncertainty? She is no longer lost.
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