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Adjusting
by Ashley Lynn McDole
Completely consumed in what used to be,
My heart is over flowing with pain and agony,
Mislead to believe something that could never be,
Trying to maintain my composure and sanity.
A mental block has bordered my mind;
Vision is blurred through my eyes;
My voice is speechless for words;
My arms are extended to the fullest extent.
All the ingredients,
For the perfect experiment.
Love hit me when I was young,
When I didn't know too much about myself.
If I knew then what I know now,
I definitely would've prepared myself.
Who would've ever thought that,
What I thought could complete me,
Would actually end up destroying me?
Completely destroyed my heart and emotions,
But continued to strengthen my pride;
Ended up causing an ambush,
I was left to sulk and hide.
Going from borderline empty,
To completely full;
Learning how to repair my broken pieces,
And realizing I was easily capable.
Taking a step back,
Taking a deep breath,
This could be the new brining of my life,
Or it could cause my death.
Well, luckily for me it was the beginning of,
The Ashley I was destined to be.
This experiment taught me lifelong lessons,
That I will continue to carry with me.
Sometimes at night I pull out the notebooks,
Line after line still causes tears;
Months of hell have passed,
Through all the hazardous storms,
I conquered my fears.
I can confront you now, I couldn't back then,
I don't have any hair on my tongue,
So yes, I will speak.
I am the strong one now,
It is you who are weak.
My vision is clear,
I can see that my arms are sitting at my side.
My mental block is gone,
And, yes, I still have my pride.
I can stand up for myself.
Don't really have a reason to fall;
Guess this experiment was really worth it after all.
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