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Trees

Updated: Nov 11, 2019

I’ve been told 1000 times I could heal others with my love.

That if people could see in me who they were meant to be then probably they would come so far.

Chains would break and praise would reign and traumas would be no more.


But I’ve come to know that just isn’t so, and now I am alone.


See if my love could heal them then so many things would be different.

Man.

I can see it.

Peace, laughter, and baby chatter.

Warm embraces and sincere faces.

If only my love could heal them.


In place of tragedy would be a whole and healing legacy.

If only my love could heal them.


But unfortunately it can’t be.


You see, in you and me are different trees.

These trees.

Our trees.

Trauma trees full of screwed up legacy... where once I too was tangled up.


But from deep within I chose to rise.


From viney, sick, and rotting to blooming, swaying, thriving.

I reached deep within my core and there I said “NO MORE.”

I broke and burned the sick and twisted branches.

I determined they won’t choose my end.


I’ve heard maybe 1000 times I could heal them with my love.

That if they could see in me who they were meant to be then probably they would come so far.

That their chains would break and praise would reign and traumas would be no more.


But I’ve come to see that just can’t be and now I am alone.


Oh, if only my love could heal them...because there is plenty

of that.


But no, it can’t, only God and they can do that.



#togetherbrave #poetry #sexualabuseawareness #nomore #nomore1in4 #nomore1in6 #healing #poem

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