A Day in the Life of a Survivor – April 18, 2005

A Day in the Life of a Survivor

Some days I do real well.
Some days I spiral down.
down
down
down
into the well of
who knows what?
where am I
who am I
it seems that only Yahweh knows
and I am lost in the dark
wondering
where am I
who am I
am I important
to anyone
I know I am
important
to some
to Yahweh
am I important
to myself
**shrug**
some days I love myself
some days I hate being me
some days I am comfortable
easygoing
some days I am hurting
wounded…in deep pain
I write
I draw
I color
I sing
does it mean anything
anything at all
I guess it does
to someone
somewhere
I hate what they did to us
to her
to me
she is dead, yet lives
I live, yet sometimes feel so dead
who won?
maybe both
maybe neither
a day in the life of a survivor

 

© April 18, 2005