Letter to my Younger Self

From the beginning

You got miniscule


Of the love you needed

So it was no surprise

That that abandonment

Turned into rebellion

Surrounded by sickness

You cried

You screamed

But nothing could kill

 Your compassion

Your empathy

Like that Christmas

When there was no tree

So you hung lights from the walls

You found family where you could


Perhaps a little too desperately

To your friends

But somehow you survived

Even when you looked around

And saw everything as dying

Even when the only way

That you knew how

To feel alive

Was to bleed

If I could send this letter

Back in time

I know that

You would not believe a word

Because that life

You lived

 Seemed like

Some merciless eternity

But I am here to tell you kid

We made it

We escaped

We flourished

And best of all

We found our voice

Take comfort kid

We survived

And we never have to go back

To those days

When tears trumped laughter

We are loved

We are lovable

Thank you

I would have never

Become this person

Without you

2 comments on “Letter to my Younger Self

  1. Gwen Burson says:

    Poignant in the touching sense of that word. You continue to amaze me with your ability to create such direct and honest poetry. I’m glad you’re you even if the path to the present was hard because you’re a work of art now.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Thank you so much Gwen. Sometimes it is hard to be honest with yourself but lying and denial only lead to false happiness. I would take real sadness that leads to enlightenment any day.


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