One day I will be free
From the horrible memories you have forced upon me
Slowly I am getting there
Slowly my mind is learning not to care
About a secret I was once to scared to share

You may think I have come along way
But my mind often likes to stray
Like anyone I have good days and bad days
Sometimes I struggle to know what to say

I’m slowly learning how to let my feelings show
Slowly sharing a past I wish I never had to know
It’s always going to be apart of me
But it isn’t something people will always see

-Stacey xo

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