I've been wronged
Even worse, I wrongly feel wronged
Even worse than that, I wrongly feel that I shouldn't feel wronged
As if I don't have enough internal conflicts
This terrible feeling within has been prolonged
This shame and guilt lingered where they had not belonged
They went as far as to break me and beyond
And although I'm so willful and strong,
I've been holding myself together for so long,
So I'll cry a river of tears, but not enough to drown
I'll build a boat with the guard I had let down
I'll row down this new path taking the long way round
Not off to the sunset with birds chirping overhead a mound
But to a place with no flowers lying in wait, only harder ground
In search of no fantasy, but something earthbound
In hope clarity and truth may be unraveled and found
Armed with them I may fight those who wronged me
And protect myself from the lies they've deemed reality
Because this mind will not be toyed with handily
It is barricaded with resilience protecting my morality
my integrity, my honesty, my humanity and most importantly, my liberty
So, relish in your fool's gold, your professed victory is only a fallacy
And your false sense of fairness will only be met with apathy
In the end, both our journeys have finalities
And down our paths we go
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After the Rain
PoetryAfter the rain, there's clarity.. Spoken from the heart and experience. I hope you find yourself here, because I saved you a chair.