I pushed you away,

For your own safe keeping.


I pushed them all away.


I was an open wound;

Raw and ever bleeding.

Fear became my chosen weapon,

Shadows my armor,

Evasion my dance.


I bear her scars now,

Long years spent in hiding.

They are the threads of my discovery.

They tell the tale of my beloved undoing.


I would welcome you now,

No longer a danger.


I would welcome them all,

To sit and to listen.


I am a beautiful roadmap,

Wiser and healing.

Love is my weapon now,

Light my armor,

Courage my dance.
Chelsey Whitlow



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