I AM REAL

There are trials and if you dial back time you can relive them as if they are now.

Fresh upon the flesh.

Tears they run.

I am no stranger to sorrow and if I give into the past today I am comforted in the thought of maybe tomorrow.

The past made up of fleeting moments.

These moments endured are not meaningless and are as relevant as I choose to make them.

The hands of time ever winding forward just as I move… On…

The memories have been the constant buzzing in my ear and the unkind words at times reappear.

I could sit here and maybe I will sit here…

For a while.

Choosing to mourn the losses of what never was.

But.

Quickly, I have a sense of how I use my time.

Wisely.

I sit with deep emotion for the moment but I will not dwell.

I prepare myself for these moments and I treat myself as royalty.

Does that baffle you?

Does it even perhaps bother you?

I do not punish myself for my past.

Hear that.

I do not punish myself for the past.

I speak to my inner child.

It is not your fault.

You are not a burden.

You.

A warrior destined for greatness.

Because, you child are already great.

I treat myself with care and dignity.

I look at myself and I see strength.

I am far beyond beautiful.

I am how I feel.

I am someone.

I am no longer shaken.

I am real.