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through a wood

i found myself on a road

late one night.

it curved through

a dark forest,

haunting sounds echoed to and fro.

wet pavement beneath

my naked feet,

leading me away from

from him

toward an unknown

destination.

i crept forward,

persistent,

determined,

fearful,

trapped deep

within a prison

built by him

for me

years ago.

as light sliced

through the repugnant

night,

you found me.

reached for me,

whispered strength

and beauty in my ears.

your words

your voice

shattered the fragile

bars of the prison

built for me

by him.

we ran,

filled with a soaring joy,

toward an unknown destination.

your path turned away from mine

suddenly

without warning,

as night plunged deep

into my heart

once again.

i know

i’ll find daylight

soon.

i know

i’ll be strong

again.

for now,

i walk,

alone,

on a path meant for me.

a path on which i am

free,

a path on which i know

i am beautiful,

i am strong,

i am undoubtedly me.

the thunder gathers

in the distance

as rain pours down upon

my body,

i turn my face up,

hold my arms out,

and laugh.


broken ballerina

she stood

balanced upon five delicate toes

her left leg as straight as the barre

hung with care in front of the mirror,

only vertical instead

of horizontal.

her right leg hung precariously in the air

bent at a perpendicular angle,

toes ever so slightly resting

upon her straight leg.

Arms jutted out straight,

aching to arch over her head,

waiting to twirl,

to dance,

to whirl away.

but there she stayed.

her body straining against physics

against gravity

against demands

against belief

against her heart –

a heart which demanded

freedom

a little more

every day.

her perfect pink tutu collected dust

as her eyes dulled,

her legs paled

and scratches appeared.

finally

her toes broke free.

she tumbled forward,

not knowing where to go,

unable to move her legs,

free falling into the

depths of the unknown.

ever so slowly,

her arms raised above her head

and she twirled,

whirling toward the darkness,

praying for life.

a broken ballerina

seeking freedom

as she tumbled from her

once humble abode.