I’ve stood in the fire of deprecating evaluations,
To deaf ears I spoke my soul’s contemplations.
Denunciating fingers directed and sure,
Perceptions believed, authenticities ignored.
Convoluted stories of victim and manipulation,
Spewed from mouths with each accusation.
Illusions of minds engrossed in fear,
Never said to face, always sneaking up from the rear.
In despair they concede value, when none I am cast,
“Move on already,” they patronize, then bring up the past.
Character assaults with no ratification,
Flames torch my heart with each violation.
Again I rise to defend, then fall in defeat,
On knees, tears flow, my soul I greet.
Obscure fragments of paradox spring forth into view,
Divine messages, the gifts presented by you.
No longer diverted with sharing my Light,
With shadows blind of their judgmental plight.
My heart overflows, now clearly I see,
I’ll follow my passion and celebrate me.
Though there may be lingering speculation,
My spirit is filled with a cherished revelation.
I've touched the center of my sorrow and found the key,
Unlocking my soul
at last
I am free
L Reed ©2011 (from my 1st book "The Key Back To Me", no longer in print)