Weight of Words

The Disappearing of Me

Who I am?
I don't know..

I've been living to survive all that's ever happened.
I've been crumbled up and tossed away like a paper napkin.

I know I'm someone sticking to an everyday routine.
I lost sight a long time ago, of all that I dream.

I know I'm someone who constantly battles hurt.
It comes from every angle, any form, every word.

I let the past haunt to control me.
The chaotic cycle just keeps repeating

I am someone who would wreck myself just so someone else could be happy. I'm there for others who aren't there for me..sadly.

I'm someone who gave a man I loved many chances. Believing the lies and cheating he'd stop it all.
I was too naive to see the writing on the wall.

I am a broken little girl inside who only needed a few moments of attention. Parents too busy fighting, her presence never mentioned.

A woman who was weak in a moment of abuse.but what she did to herself, that shouldn't have been the excuse.

I used to be a woman carefree and fun.
one who was thankful after everyday was done.

So fearless, unafraid of love.
chased things that she'd
been dreaming of .

A woman who wore her heart on her sleeve.
Who thrived in the chaos and a little mischief.

I am a woman I can describe to you in moments.
Who I was shaped to be, my scars I own it.

But to ask me who I am..
I'll say I don't know.
I lost sight of that a long time ago.