Poetry

To own

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Up to the words that live inside of me, I have to let them out first.

But the fear of what they will say haunts me every day.

The past is the past, but the triggers of those experiences still ring in strong.

Until I remind myself, the past is not my present, and those words and experiences don’t hold a candle in my life now.

For I am strong enough to push past the walls, I put up in the first place with the clarity I had along.

Accept what happens and embrace what is to come, for I own who I am and what I can be.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes