Entirely Me

Destiny is not something that all are blessed with
The role of a warrior can't be followed like a script
There is something that infects the heart
That decides whether or not you are fit to play this part
Like being dipped in the river styx
Many do not survive the receipt of this gift
The test to see if you are true of heart
Starts with your life being torn apart

My journey started at a very young age
My tests lasted years & was a very dark stage
As a young child I accepted the role of victim
To protect my mom from the violence in him
I was too young to understand
That the threats were part of his master plan
To control a child and make her a slave
He couldn't have known his own mistake
He was the first battle that I would wage
Thru healing the hurt a hero was made
But first I had to stumble thru & make my mistakes
Thru blocking things out, hurting myself, and dealing with hate
Living in secret, curing my mind
Hurting and healing alone in the blind

Another year of life I now celebrate
Thinking back on all the roles that I’ve played
The daughter, the mother, the woman, the wife
The widow, the thief, the darkness in my life
Soldier, seducer, foe, and true friend
Peace maker, love taker, leader to trust and depend
Tales of fragile and weak, and those of great strength

All of the stories locked up within me
The best and those as bad as I wanted to be
Each step I’ve been blessed with the good and the bad
I’ve lived in the moment both happy and sad
I’ve made my decisions, whether bad or good
Done somethings I shouldn’t have and others I should

My journey revealed my warriors heart
While, I do not regret a single part
My path is not something that people should wish for
It is long, lonely, and, at times, consumes to the core
I could not have lived a more rewarding life
Then to have spent my years battling for what I felt was right
The best part of it all is the love that gleams
From the only one that once grew within me.