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There are those of you who have been with me for quite a bit so howdy ho. Y’all have been a part of my journey and I appreciate each and every one of you.

Holy there are a lot of new people following me or viewing me and I cannot even begin to explain how awesome y’all make me feel. How privileged I am that you chose to read what I write. My thank you seems inadequate.

I am a simple Canadian Woman who loves to write. Who has a need to tell stories. Which I do through poetry.

I live my life according to my rules. I raise my son according to my rules. I am funny. (At no point or time should I be taken seriously unless I request it…..not often have no fear) Cute. And the cute aspect gets me away with lots. (Prob makes no sense mix words til does)

I want to say welcome to all my new followers.

I want to say thank you to all my followers. For y’all made me realize I am a poetess-bardess (I am reclaiming/making up new category 🙂 )

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Again…..thank you so much everyone.

 

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June 3/20

Possessive Wretchedness

This poem will be a trigger for certain people.
Mom if you see this before I warn you not to read……do not read……I am working something out.
This is about abuse. 
This is a memory I am unsure of. However I keep coming back to it. As I said above to mom…..I am working on something. 
 
Came to me
middle of the night
took from me
sense of self
sense of me
before him
you did rape me.
Driving home
tears
broken heart
undecided
death would be preferable
but
could not do
to mother true.
Loved me she did
she does 
knowledge found
so much later
wish not to share
warned her
can only hope
these words
she reads not
but I need to bleed.
Coming home
three in front
red light
single girls
blaring music
his smile
my disgust.
Years later
so many years
I know not what to make
gnaws at me
this memory does
delve not deep
want to ignore
yet still…..
every time it does arise
tamp down I do
therapy taught me one thing
dig not
truth will come
hoping still
a nightmare undone.
©May 16/20
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