I am here to feel
I am here to be brave
I am here to break free
In the white light I’ll stay
I am here to heal
I am ok with being misunderstood
I am learning the new real
Seeing clearer than I ever could
…Beautifully broken
It was fate and I was chosen
To pull the veil, and it is now open
To transmute the pain into a higher purpose
To teach them, that the agony would be totally worth it
Leading by faith not by sight
Either way I still vision light
I am meeting “her” …my higher self
I know what she’s thinking
“Man, that girl gave me Hell”
No longer hidden nor ashamed
For I’ve learned to sit and RESPECT the pain
No longer silenced and meant to feel small
Now it’s my turn and I’ll have it all
I did the deep inner work
I even broke all the cycles
4yrs old, staring at the end of a rifle
I thought I was without family nobody to show me how to get by
Oh but, I had Spirit, my Angels, Ancestors and even Guides
Infuriating that he was supposed to be my dad, my protector, my hero
Imprinting the broken stencil of a man on my heart
Thanks a lot DAD, now I only attract PURE EVIL
Lined up my mom, sis, and I,
Then I heard a devilish voice once say,
“We’re all going to die,
but which one of you will be first today?”
My 6-year-old sister saved us by calling my aunt.
“Daddy’s going to kill us”
I’ll never forget it……I just can’t.
I imagined or completely dissociated
But it all went black after a loud pop.
All I could think is “Will this torture ever stop?”
So violent & full of rage & hatred