On
the Wings of Freedom
In
the darkest lonely place
shivering
in the cold
A
young girl hid in silence,
too
beautiful to behold ~
Her
eyes were masked in terror
while
she could only see
The
hopelessness she only knew
and
the longing to be free.
She
does not see her beauty
she
only sees the pain
And
lives within the memory where
her
darkest times remain ~
Tears
fall softly to the floor
as
the fear from deep within
Envelop
her in the silence
of
the whispers of the wind.
The
slightest touch or friendly hug
rekindles
her greatest fears
As
she recoils inside herself
where
she sheds her silent tears ~
She
hides within her loneliness
the
only way she knows
While
outside she smiles to mask the fear
she
never wants to show.
The
deepest scars of her life
inflicted
with such pain
Of
the betrayal that prevents her
from
being whole again ~
The
trust that once was broken
can
it ever be repaired?
To
free her from the darkest hours
of
her silent despair.
Her
tears she sheds of the abuse
and
its painful memory
Living
locked within the walls
crying
to be free ~
The
hope that soon she will grow
and
spread out her broken wings
To
fly above the deepest pain
that
tears from deep within.
As
she puts her past behind her
she
will come to face her fears
To
rise above her brokenness
of
her wasted years ~
In
coming out of the shadows,
she'll
no longer need to hide
In
the deepest darkest corners
of
the part of her that died.
So
on her wings of freedom
she
will come to know
That
flying above her memories meant
she
needed to let go ~
With
her painful past behind her
and
those memories from within
To
have the faith that she will rise
upon
her mounted wings.
The
inner peace she hopes to find
on
the wings of love
That
fills her soul with the desires
and
all she has dreamed of ~
To
know the beauty she beholds
and
spirit of tranquility
For
one day she will truly fly
beyond
her memories.
©
Christina
14th
May, 2001
"I
wrote this about my search for wholeness after years of abuse ~ originally
rape and then domestic abuse. I had no faith, no trust,
no love and no happiness. Everything I knew was destroyed
by the betrayal of my abuse....it had broken me. In this
poem I am saying that I can rise above that hurt and pain, the memories
and the abuse....I can fly on my wings to freedom. Where I
will truly be free."
The
quote that comes to mind is
"Let
go, and let God."
