Rise Once Again

Like pain from the thorns of a rose stem straight into my heart, he punctured.

And I allowed it.

Struck from the pain of always being someone burden, I thought it was the way.

Wasn't my identity his? Didn't we become one?

I guess we never did.

From drunken interactions and the acts of desperation just to say I was with someone,

I LOVED!

I accepted the hurt, the pain, and the shame!

Even if we weren't evenly yoked, I took the blame. 

I cried out LOVE ME! LOVE ME! LOVE ME! To what it seems too many.

And oh GOD, I knew it was the wrong time and the wrong ONE. 

Now I'm stuck in a frenzy. I'm trying to find myself NOT behind him, but without A HIM. 

The trials and tribulations are uncomfortable, because now I have to get to know ME!

I guess I'm boring, sporty and somewhat neat.

But the pain from the time wasted just doesn't sit right with me. 

The questions of why would I allow this MAN to use and abuse my LOVE? Or even where was his integrity?

Then A soft voice like the sound of running water says in my ear " There is a blessing in every lesson, my dear. And it's time

to rise once again."