My poetry: The Shield

Long after the pain has subsided
Many moons since the scar first healed
Just when you thought it was over
You finally drop the shield

It’s too heavy to lug any longer
Far too big to pretend not to see
It didn’t just hurt where they cut you
No healing your spirit is key

Brave was the order of business
Flight or flight were your choices to make
There was no room for fear or self pity
Just be strong for your parents sake

Suddenly it all comes to pieces
Your former strength a thing of the past
No more pale faced pretending
You are forced to feel it at last

For a while it will hurt much more deeply
As you realise all you went through
Flashbacks of machines screaming
Hardly believing that girl could be you

But only now can you process the trauma
So it’s your body’s turn to be strong
While you search your soul for the meaning
Of why it went so horribly wrong

Seeing how far from your path you had wondered
Not hearing the universe call
How else could it get your attention
If not by making you fall

Now looking inside for the damage
Discovering you are unscathed
Coming to terms with the lesson
And realising you have been saved.

D.D

This time last year I was in India healing from my first lot of surgeries. Full moon is always a time of reflection for me and I realised how far I've come since I wrote this. I've finally healed my spirit. Writing this was the first step, so I thought I would share.

Love,

Daisy xx

( @daisyd )