There Are Daysby Paul Ewert
There are days that I want to curl up in a ball
And lie still, quiet and do nothing at all.
Feel the hurts inside my head
Rolling around in misery, despair and dread.
Then it occurs to me that this is exactly
What my assailants wanted to do to me.
To put me down, degrade me
make me less than human
To give in and accept defeat, allows them to win
To continue to stuff my humanity in
To deny my beauty, my strength, my mind, my heart
Let’s them trip me up as each day starts.
Yet the Me that I hold back is the very thing
That they sought to attack.
My life is my own, no one abuses and hurts me
I choose to live my life and break free
It has been said that “living well” is the best revenge.
Not allowing a setback to determine my whole life
Not making for me misery and daily strife.
The secret leaks out in my actions and words
But I shall conquer fear, despair and doubt undeterred.
I shall turn the other cheek
Not mocking or damaging the quiet and the meek.
For they too have their lives to live,
Their wellness to maintain
Their hearts, minds, beauty and strength
Shining bright possibly burning out an emotional stain.
I am but one being, one gift from God
Who had been through much
And down many paths have trod.
Those things have been exposed to my soul
My bright, strong, helpful, compassionate soul
I can only see what I have around me,
But my actions have consequences
And I make them to be the best
Not only for myself, but for others
Who have passed me by
And go bouncing and interacting
In my wake.
Let the bright days begin
Pass the sorrows and fears in to the refuse bin.
For my heart fills with joy
My mind with fills with peace
My humanity again blooms
Because Life will never cease.