New YOU, Old ME

There’s was a time

When all I thought about was YOU

Bottled all my sadness and anger inside

Holding on to the old YOU

 

Told I’m ugly, told I’m worthless

Told i’m better off in the ground

Told me things that made me feel powerless

I screamed, I cried, all without a sound

 

I looked in the mirror

Guess what I seen?

I seen all my errors

That they lead me to believe

 

Used

Abused

Isolated

Misunderstood

Hated

Damaged

But most importantly

Extremely bruised

 

Now I ask, what did I ever do to them?

 

I look at YOU and see a beautiful

Lovely, elegant, talented, sweet

Carrying little girl

 

Beaten and stabbed

I lost YOU

Lost myself

I was gone

I was in the ground where they wanted me

 

But YOU kept me going

YOU kept me here

YOU helped me

YOU held my hand

YOU showed me the light

YOU kept me on this land

 

Thank YOU

 

I’m so thankful for ME

 

I evolved and seen my old YOU reshaping ME

Because only one who will be there for you

 

Is YOU

- Shaylynn Fitzgerald

This poem is about: 
Me

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