Healing Process (Still Developing)

(‘Truth is the first casualty, and the last wound to heal’)

This year I’ve un-bandaged some old wounds

To see how they were healing

Some been there so long, nearly grafted to my skin

So once I begun peeling

It resulted in ripping the shotty stitching

I had done so many years previous

Leading to them bleeding

And thus knowing I must tend to them receiving proper treating

Re-cleanse and disinfect them

Cause even the dead skin of a wound needs to brеathe

Plus it opens lines of communication

And, lеt them know, I let the bitterness go

And learned to love them

Simply based upon what I’ve learned from

And, I don’t mean to make it sound so easy...trust me

Even the memory of my childhood tears

Left the resulting irony turning...rusty

And because I got so many material things I asked for as a kid

I was considered spoiled, now it more so relates

To the fact that fate seems late reading my expiration date

And, I always said, ‘I’ll work extra hard now

So I’ll have more time and money with my daughter

When I became more successful’

Now, my daughter moved a thousand miles away

My time with her gets debated by lawyers

That I have to work extra hard to pay for

And I can’t think of much that could be more successful...

Alyssa Nikole’s the guiding light for my soul

On the long ride to righteousness

But with the light gone so far away, I fear I may stray

Lured by detours, leading me back to from whence I came

So I must endure, no matter how immense the pain

Cause I got goals, so I must be willing to walk over hot coals

On the pathway to positivity...

So if my sunlight has become moonlight

I’ll travel diligently into the night

Instead of waiting on things to improve themselves

I’ll personally take those steps

Until I breathe my final breath

And even then, I’ll have left a legacy

Of undying, dedication and hard work

And that’s a triumph within itself

(“I have nothing left to give”)

(“Back to my past, then forward to my future”)

(“Look inside of self for god”)

(“I’m grateful for the opportunity to make a difference”)

(“21 techniques”)

(“I’m grateful for the opportunity to make a difference”)

(“21 techniques”)

And although some might appreciate my passionate poetry

How many will wholly interpret properly?

Being it’s the brainchild of my own demons and angels

Which reside within me, and that’s private property

But recently I’ve been made aware

It’s healing to share both your passions AND your pains

So I carved the whole world a skeleton key

And if you’ve gotten this far, I trust you got yours

Which I hope that you’ll use...responsibly…

(‘I have nothing left to give’)

And, I’m aware of some of the great things I already accomplished

And I KNOW there’s more to be achieved

In on the eve of what could be my worst year ever

I never believed

That true success would be effortless

I knew from the start of the challenge

It’s all about the art of balance

And Formless equals X (7 X 3 = 21)