Following My Path

I scritch
I scratch
forever do I feel
I am at the bottom of an abyss
looking up
not able to climb
no matter how hard I try.
Do you see me?
Do you see beyond the outside of me?
Or is all you see……a woman?
I carry a burden.
Not a burden
for children
the caring of
the caring for
not a chore
love
days are that I want to drop the load
feel as though I am invisible
can you not see me?
My fears
rally
confronted
peering over the ledge
waiting
responsibility weighs heavily
knowing I have to raise
to teach
fearing that I will not.
I do not want
nor do I need
your pity
your sneer
I know what I have
strengths abound
I can teach
I can raise
beautiful women.
Every so often though
I am weak
I struggle
I feel the weight upon my shoulders
when I do
when I drop the ball
stare not
glare not
reach out
despite my resistance
I need you
I need your help
I need you to hold my hand.
Like thorns on a rose
prick my skin
without them
without sharp sting
I would be lost
for truth is
best part of me
still to lead.
©June 26/20
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Knight of Compassion

Take my hand
let me help you
I know your pain
I know that voice
the one that says
worthless
stupid
incompetent.
It is false.
It is vile.
It needs to be destroyed.
Insipid fool
hissed in your ear
demon on your shoulder
notion
half glimpsed
turn head
nothing there
grey gloom
surrounding.
Bleak
sun hidden
black fears
reaching out
anguished.
When does this end?
When does the beast die?
Take the hand I offer little one
wrapped in my arms
protection
Warrior Queen I be.
I will pierce the darkness.
I will be your shield.
I will be your sword.
I will be your champion
slaying demons
reminding you of your worth. 
©May 5/20
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