This poem is especially important to me...this was written the day I, "let go." When I finally realized the blame and the shame of sexual abuse was not for me, but for those that abused me. Today...was a very good day indeed.
Today
Today,
I let go.
Yesterday,
I felt the pain-
I felt the shame-
I took the guilt.
Today,
It was not my fault.
Yesterday,
I felt the terror-
I felt the anger-
I held in sadness.
Today,
It was not my fault.
Yesterday,
I remained at war-
I remained in irons-
I sensed the rage.
Today,
I let go.
