Poetry Collection

Strong

Your eyes

scanning

for mine.

Scared of eye contact,

I feel ashamed.

Tracing the scars,

the fresh wounds,

"Your strong,"

echoes in my ears.

Your words echo in my ears.

Aching, yearning for you,

my eyes meet yours.

Your hands grab mine.

This moment needs to freeze.

For this moment is the first time

in a long time.

I am more

More than...

a toy

a disappointment

a fuck up

a failure

I feel like more

I feel stronger

I feel real

I feel hope

I feel safe

Scars make me

who I am,

but who I am

is more than he ever wanted me to see