@Aalia 3 December 2022

BECOMING A POEM I used to cry with hurt and pain, with loss, regret and fear, I used to sob and question why, just wish I wasn't here. Every day the tears fell just like a waterfall. I felt like being a victim was my one and only call. But now I know my truth of love, no longer feeling lack, I've tossed away each sorrow, no more weight upon my back. I see the light of day even when the moon is full. I can find joy in my stillness, I never feel the dull. Every day I contemplate the love I have around me, I stop to just appreciate the parts of love that found me, But still the tears flow when I think of life so brief And how the love around me will one day lead to grief. I let the whole of me feel life, from gratitude to grief; I let each feeling ride through me, hold strong to my belief, Then I look to now, feel all this love inside me And let my thoughts write words with heart and soul to guide me. This story had an ending, my peace lies in that knowing, So I write, because I know one day I'll simply be a poem.