From Oppression Comes Light
Since I left you, I feel free. My soul is no longer trapped
to yours.
Like a bird learning to fly, I have regained the wings that
had been cut off from me.
Out of the ashes, I no longer surrender to carnal love. My
consuming desire gravitates towards the air, away from
my own prison.
I thought the most beautiful thing in the world was to feel
the joy of his hands, warm and protective.
But I wasn’t happy. Soon reality hit me like cold water in
the morning. I want to rejoice in my loneliness, stitching
my heart from old wounds. I’d rather feel the cold of my
bones at night than share my bed with a fool.
I let you go without crying. My tears evaporated a long
time ago like dust. Are those faces of love long gone?
I have room in me for love, but my eyes are fixed within
the parameters of finding myself again. I will grow old
and forget your name; I am not cruel, only truthful.
©Stephanie Ortéz 2016
Stephanie is a highly caffeinated mother of two wonderful boys. She is hopelessly addicted to nonfiction books and literature that moves her to tears. She is an admissions advisor for George Washington University online where she assists homeschooled students internationally. Stephanie lives with Bipolar Disorder, PTSD, and Generalized Anxiety Disorder. She is a passionate mental health advocate. Her writing has been featured on Stigma Fighters, Organic Coffee Haphazardly and The Feminine Collective. Find her brilliant words at Collected Essays of The Anxious Mind.
Reblogged this on Collected Essays of The Anxious Mind and commented:
Such an honor to be featured on The Lithium Chronicles. Nicole is an example of true advocacy, plus she’s an amazing poet and writer.
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Wonderful post!
i shall have a look see?
chris
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This is a lovely poem of escape from that which does not nourish. Thanks Stephanie and Nicole. re-blogging
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A freedom poem
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Thank you, Bob ❤
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Great poem, Stephanie! So much good energy here; I’m so glad you’re free. The last line says it all.
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It’s lovely. She is strength ❤
Thank you, Mary.
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Woooowww!!! I have loved this one
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