Doe (Needs a better title)


Once upon a time

Well, not really so long ago,

There was a woman I once knew

Who was fragile like a doe.


She would run at full speed

At the glimpse of a stranger,

Shiver, shake, freeze

At any potential danger.


Her mind grew foggy

At the sound of certain voices,

Legs gave out

When given too many choices


Like the stress was a burden

She could no longer hold,

Heavy was the story

That she left untold.


After years engulfed in misery

As she waded through life in a haze,

She built up the courage

To change her fragmented gaze


From that of a frail subdued dog

Beaten into submission,

To that of a lion

With fury and passion, she’s driven


To conquer the illness

She gained through misuse,

Defeat all the villains

Chiseled into memory through abuse.


Day by day she slowly recovers

As the load she bears is lightened,

Her head held higher upon proud shoulders

She is no longer frightened


No longer crippled, timid, or shy

Her mind is crystal clear

When I look into the mirror

She no longer resembles the fragile deer.

  • Author: Melissa JA (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 22nd, 2020 13:22
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 32
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  • Crowns4Christ

    this is great,maybe a better title could be her strength just an idea, she sounds like a very strong woman melissa,keep up the good work! melissa(that's my name too)

    • MelissaJA

      Thanks for the suggestion!

    • Goldfinch60

      Experience has shown her the way to move forward in strength using the positive energy she has found within her.


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