Therapy to My Soul

I know that I have been broken,
 I have felt my most precious pain.
A moment in time -when I lost my mind,

Feeling like I was among the insane.

My world covered in darkness,

Emptiness filled my bitter soul.

The price it cost - to feel such loss,

Had finally taken its toll.

Years of holding on so tightly,

To the memories of all I dearly missed.

Preventing my mind - from all I could find,

As they say, ignorance is bliss.

My journey wasn't an easy one,

There were many demons to face.

Motherless at ten - left me feeling back then,

Lost and somehow out of place.

I found peace in the written words,

The ink of my pen I could control.

Over time - I would find,

That poetry was therapy to my soul.

A tiny note of inspiration,

I used to brighten someone's day.

It was my choice - to have a voice,

To write the words other's struggled to say.

I could leave behind my process,

That another might be able to relate.

With reflections of me - through poetry,

You might find your own fate.

Poetically Yours,                   

Robin Elizabeth Lawrence

©2011 Robin Elizabeth Lawrence
            

This site is dedicated in loving memory of Valerie B. Wolf.  Thank you for walking with me every step of my process - making it the amazing journey it still is today. Through your love and guidance - I found hope, strength, and the ability to overcome.  Not you, or your efforts will ever be forgotten.