You didn’t break me;
I’m not broken because of you.
Out of the rubble, the ruins;
I built something quite new.
The earth may still crumble away
at my feet at any moment
like the sea destroying the cliff,
but the pieces remain
with new secrets hidden inside;
old strength, new lives.
I abhor lies.
I may have failed,
I may not be able to walk
without gingerly testing the ground first
with a tentative toe
& a hell of a lot of hope,
but I’ve made it this far.
I hope you like hiding in your
deep hole in the dark.
Monsters remain under the bed;
fearful of coming out instead.
Everything I have might all get torn down,
but who ever really knows solid ground?