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Nikki

[Forward from the author: May this poem be for all of the women who are afraid to deal with the past of sexual, mental, and physical abuse. It is not your fault. You are a child of God. He loves you and so do I.]

How can anyone know who I am?
When you look into the shadows of my heart
then and only then will you be able to see
the real me and what I truly am.

I am like the dark; cool, calling,
hypnotizing to your senses and your soul.
I come when you least expect me.
The shadows of my heart is my deep and
safe place to keep anyone from finding
out my most intimate desires.

Heartache has truly transformed me into
the mirror of others reflections then and
only then do I find myself falling into
the folds of the dark.
I hear the whispers of the wind calling
out to me, and faintly, seductively and possessively
trying to pull me, into the lure of self closing.

As time slowly moves by I no longer feel
trapped in my own pain. I've been transformed
into a whole new person able to shut the doors
of my darkness.

I am an eagle, sharp to conquer the world at
any given moment, swift and graceful ready to take
on my fears at any given time, I am confident in anything I take on.
I am no longer afraid to step out into
the darkness that has now turned into light.
The past is now the past and I am a
changed woman whose heart is no longer
filled with shadows of a broken heart.

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