Dark Side Lightened
I benefit from this anguish.
Your judgment that finds faith
lacking. You reveal secrets.
Pull truth from my heart like
a colorful magician’s scarf. I choke
on the hate. Vomit anger, and
bite down on the bitterness of repulsive
slavery. I weep.
you empty me.
Remember my image to me, the
heart you canvased in my mother’s womb.
Brushstroke light, concealed in
a masterpiece through the shadows of my suffering.
Dedicated to the many children who experience abuse.