It’s been a long journey.  I was stuck for countless years.  But I have learnt it’s not the start in life that counts, it’s not what happens that determines the future but how we deal with it.

The box is opening unwrapping unfurling,

The pressure and panic begining to ease.

From the box within sparks new life

New hope new dreams.

The layers of hurt, pain and grief,

Peeling away from the outside shell.

Laying down each piece of anger,

and hurt, that’s been all consuming.

The unloved unnoticed neglected,

little child inside,

begining to open an eye.

The walls I built

to protect the real me,

I’ve now taken down finally

Look up, look forward, take action

Move on,

bright days are coming to walk in the sun

From the box that was stomped on,

Squished deep, burried alive

Crying for help, lost and alone,

Unheard unseen and  buried within.

To bright days filled with love

Some laughter and fun

Shared hobbies and time

With new things to be done

The box melts away as time ticks on,

It’s been turned, reshaped,

Made new

Praise today