November's TearsA Poem by therisaMy darkest month.A bridge of "no return" Has been crossed Whether knowing Or not By me. As I am forced To face my daemons Once more. A yearly battle Which I dread With all of my heart. Reliving pivotal moments That radically changed Everything for me Within a thirty day period We call a month. In the way I view the world Including My outlook On life. Starting Forty years ago With electrical burns To my mouth. Marking my entry Into the world Of traumatic flashbacks And humanity's cruelty To anyone Who's different. Another major event Is my inability To properly mourn My dad's death In 1998. Forced by circumstances Into the stoic child role Standing by Her grieving mom. As the family await My missing brother appearance For not. Realizing My true self While filling My dad's role For mom. Crystallizing On a 2005 graveside visit As the floodgates opened up And tears of sorrow and rejoin Flowed openly. Never realizing I would be opening A door of pain and sorrow By facing my true self. Starting The needed healing process After a lifetime of abuse And self-denial. By breaking off All contact With my abusive family. Opening up At the very beginning With the help Of some very special people In my life. As the Transcommunity mourns Those sisters and brothers Who have left This mortal coil By their or other's hand. Realizing How close I have come In becoming Another name On that list.
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4 Reviews Added on November 3, 2014 Last Updated on November 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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