Colour Shines in Through The Dark

~T r a u m a~

He was only a juvenile 

going down the aisle

 of life with a smile.

The boy could only recall

the catcall

and the fall

of it all.

Over the years,

it became more clear,

the fears,

and the tears.

While it had just occurred

that it was still a blur,

he never wanted to confer,

just concur it.

He tried

to hide

the lies

and slide by

alongside on

the outside.

Eventually he cried,

on his bedside,

the unjustified

mass genocide

of his innocence.

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Eventually he gathered enough determination 

to face the conversation 

and devastation of his past.

After the hibernation of his feelings, 

and feeling like an abomination,

he decided to deal with the stigmatization,

and run free.

The desired key to 

being free

and flowing like the sea

is to be an escapee

to your own feelings.

Feeling requires healing,

and peeling away at

your own thoughts

you have got to

understand that 

this is a lot.

You feel like the cure

is to secure,

 not tour,

and insure that everything is tucked away.

The only way to ensure

that you are secure

against yourself

Is to speak

until you are weak

and weep 

until you want to sleep

you can then upkeep the promise of letting go.

Just know,

that letting go,

can feel like a limbo,

to do it.

Sometimes, it still feels like a ghost town

and I'm wearing a crown

or a gown

of fear.

The fear will eventually steer

its way out.

my dear,

let me assure you that it is near,

the fear

soon will appear

to be all clear.