Inner Journey

No poetry runs through my mind
No rhyming words to catch
I'm sitting here waiting for
The words to come that match

Thoughts of past and future too
Are nowhere to be found
The day presents, life opens up
It's great to be here now

The day ahead is mine to have
To live it as I be
To stand up tall and walk right in
I'm proud to call her me

We've been through hell this girl and I
We stood and faced the lot
She showed me where the damage was
from when I was just a tot

I held her hand and she took me back
and showed me what was there
I had long denied the affect on me
I didn't really care

I held her hand and helped her up
and held her while she cried
the pain, the fear, the guilt and shame
when a baby sister died

I held her too as she cried hard
for all the damage done
From the things she saw and heard back then
she no longer needs to run

I've held her close and felt her pain
for a life affected by violence
It hurt real deep to witness rape
and then to keep the silence

I denied her pain for many years
of the abuse that she had lived with
Today she knows that I am here
and that her pain's my greatest gift

She trusts me now and likes me too
She knows I won't deny her
We love together, her and I
and the pain is less inside her

The day has come and we are free
to stand up and walk tall
and play and skip and jump and run
Life really is a ball!!