For 5 years I’ve swept up the debris of my
life.
Addiction takes from you secretly and
silently.
It covers your eyes and it steals behind
your back
While you lay asleep
High in the tower
With your hair hanging down for a prince.
I climbed that tower when I was 13.
My nails cracked and bled - I slid the
scaly walls and cracked under the brambles.
I worked hard for my death.
I wanted to die
And I did.
I slept while my life happened to me.
My body matured and walked the world
But I was asleep in that tower.
Safe – Safe – Safe.
Hovering above myself while I was stolen
from.
Sticky floors and twisted sheets.
For 5 years I’ve mopped up the remains of
my life.
Collected it all in a pile and inspected
the remnants.
I loosened the fabric that covered my eyes,
my face, my body.
Over years I gently and carefully removed
it and allowed myself to see.
Afraid – Afraid - Afraid
I carved out a place in myself and let
myself in.
A rough and inhospitable home I was for
myself at first
My skin was like coarse wool and the wind
blew through me
Cold – Cold – Cold.
But when I opened myself for me
The universe followed and lit me up from
the inside.
No longer am I asleep
No longer am I in the dark
I have you inside me
I have everything I need – inside me.
5 years ago I gave myself life.
And for 5 years I’ve lived.
