Part Of The Rebuilding Process

Part Of The Rebuilding Process

A Poem by therisa
"

How this day, 7 years ago, altered my life.

"

"Hell will have to freeze over, and you have to crawl on your hands and knees, before I will even think of forgiving you."


My mom

July 2, 2006.



As a child

You taught me

To respect and honour

My elders.


Even though

You gave birth

And raised me

You will never be

My mom.


Rather

Rhymes with Witch.


I know

This insults

All female dogs

Who have lived

Are living

And will be living.


And thus

I seek their forgiveness.


For you have

Taught me

Two more lessons

To feel shame and hate

About myself.


Lessons

Which I took to heart

Over the years.


Slowly

Killing myself

With each breathe

I took.


Until that fateful day

When you exposed

Your true inner self.


Forcing me

To realize

How corrupt and empty

My life was

For the previous 36 year.


Even now

Seven years later

I still struggle

To see the real person

Whom I am.


As I detoxify

My negative self-image

And non-existence

Self-esteem

By one painful day

At time.


Rebuilding a healthier

And wiser woman

In the place

Of the soul dead child

You raised.

© 2013 therisa


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

105 Views
Added on July 3, 2013
Last Updated on July 3, 2013

Author

therisa
therisa

Ontario, Canada



About
A pre-op transwoman, writing about my experiences, using free verse. Been told my poems are very emotional and personal, almost like a diary entry in verse. If you want to friend me, please review.. more..

Writing