How does this Happen?
A Parade of Hope is being sketched into my Mind,
A place where destruction lives,
Where Hurt is my inherent Home,
and I have been twitching and writhing within the hands that captured me,
Held me Hostage,
Whilst I broke myself over and over to Release myself,
In anyway,
In any Shape,
Now, a pallete of new colours being spilled upon my Sky,
An Opportunity for a New Life,
This feeling is Foreign,
There is Hope and its Frightening,
Fear has tainted my Breasts,
My chest afraid to Believe,
But the Rush of Energy is hard to deny,
Its Present,
Possibility at every Corner,
God has Cosigned every Decision,
I am Calm after a long period of Anxiety,
After a Grief that crippled me from Love,
Now miracles are Raining upon all my Plans,
Angels inhabit all my Rooms,
My House,
They are following Me,
I cant escape them,
Funny how their Light is now Untainted,
Screaming through in all its Glory,
I cannot Deny,
I never denied the Glory of God,
The Pain was suffocating Me,
I never forgot,
I believed, I always tried to Believe,
I wanted to Die, yes,
Life had a Knife up to my Throat,
Death breathing upon my Everyday,
Squirming in the Torture of Lonliness,
I forgot Love,
They made me Forget I was loved.
Their attempt to Kill me made me forget.
But I am Returning,
I have Returned,
I am Returning,
I will reform my Place and recreate my Being,
I am cherishing every inch of Me,
The Free Wild Woman,
The Essence of me that was snatched,
Has found itself back into this Vessel,
Into this Body,
Bound to this Earth,
I am Blessed,
I will fulfill what God has gifted me with.
I am Love,
God gave me the Power to Love,
So I will Love,
I will Remember Love,
Until my Dying breaths,
Love will ring from every hair, every atom of my being,
It will spill from my Mouth, will be shared with the World at Large,
I will find a Way to Share this Story of Hell,
Will Remind the World,
That Love is the Source that keeps going.
I am Love.
God.