Stitching

I am Waking Up,
Having grovelled out of the Unspeakable,
Where the Dark Forest was unending,
and Where Light was Lost,
I have awoken suddenly,
Into this New found Beauty.

I am Loved by Self,
Cared by Self,
Carried through by Community,
by God,
Because, Love.

I am Love. In all its spheres and forms.
In all that Creation was Created from. 

My insides are Mourning,
As I strip aside all that has Held me Back,
All that has scolded me. 
I take off this Multi Coloured Coat of Pain,

I reveal what is left,
All that I have grown to Become.,
All that was cut in darkness,
Now,
A Precious Flower in Bloom

Its Spring and I’m afraid,
Afraid the Darkness will come Eat me again,
But I know I am not Who I was.

I am Shedding an Old Skin,
Thats why this Pains me so Much,
Letting Go of a Quilt that is stitched in Death,
Coated inside with Depression,
Letting go of the Stories which built Me,
Voices filled with Malice and Heartbreak,
Body filled with Fear,
I am Shedding 

I will Remain Faithful,
For I Must,
Death has revolved around Me,
Like a Gun,
Shooting everything in sight, 
Including Myself,
If I have Survived Death in every way,

Then,
I must Remain Faithful,
If I have Survived until Now,
The Crown that Awaits,
Must be Heavy,
Sturdy,
I will Wear the Crown,
for a Queen Knows her Kingdom.
Whilst she puts down her Princessdom.

I am the Flower in Bloom,
The Light has lifted,
I am climbing out the Well,
The Waters have Cleansed me Enough,
Even if Stale, they have Washed me over and Over
The Sun is shining above,
Where there is Hope,
There is Heat,
A Jungle of Green growing wild
with the wish I flourish with the Vines that climb over me,
Hummingbirds hidden in all my Crevass 
Singing into My Skin.
Shaking my Soul once more,
To Live.

To Try and Live this New Life.
Tailor in a New story into the Thread. 

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the Whales came.

In everytime Lifetime,you will Find meyou said to me, the last time, so I will wait,whilst I turn myself into