Rawr!

I was that girl

faded

quiet

always on the outskirts

looking in

lost

alone

afraid.

I was that teenager

wild

frantic

lost

a whirl storm

emotions

deadly

unforgiving

I lost myself to hell.

Young woman.

Mother.

During it all

part of me

lodged still

in bars of my own creating

mired in the cesspool of past abuses

unseen

unwanted

until addiction’s hold passes.

Today

victory reigns

head held high

as I behold

who I have become

who I want to be

who I need to be…..

Caring

Empathetic

Loving

Wanting

Dreaming

Desiring

Life.

I am what society now calls middle age.

I refuse to accept their constraints.

I am a Goddess.

I am a Lioness.

I am a Queen.

Never again will I forget.

©April 12/21

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Untitled Dark Fantasy Poem #2

Crested

running hands

sleek stone

carved

head leaned

tears gleaned

Queen

her Dragon killer.

Tangled webs woven

when they dance

the night sky

playground

for two bound

by fire and light.

Tumbled

laughter floating

racing

between stars

dreams sought

found

flight

over winded waters

racing mermaids

beneath the sea.

Growing up

losing faith

Dragon goes away

to be re-found

reclaimed

when traitors have called

destroying strength

belief in oneself

calling rage

vengeance

calling for might.

Hear Dragon Roar.

Hear Queen shriek.

Hie from the throne

toss the crown to the floor

traitors all

hung from the cross beam

warning to all others

danger will be found

for those who try to take

the throne of Godlessness.

©April 3/21

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