My NeedA Poem by therisaA soul's need for peace, after decades long fighting.How do I explain My chronic need for healing When I have been fighting For more than 40 years One way or another. Weariness And exhaustion Have weight down My soul. Where Anger has turned Into apathy Of the worse kind. Neglecting myself For I see no end To this most personal Of wars. I had forced Upon me At a young age. Just wanting To be normal And accepted By others. Not a target Of ridicule and fear Because I'm different From them. As I ask For the impossible.
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Added on October 4, 2014 Last Updated on October 4, 2014 AuthortherisaOntario, CanadaAboutA 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
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