Natasha
Murray

The Proof

Ecstasy

To be me

To be so free

I could never see

Drenched in beauty

Behind the eyes

Pained from constant lies

Lies becoming a truth

Destroying my youth

Writings and scars remain

The proof

What if I wasn't strong?

Turned right to wrong?

Before this life took flight?

Before this road was long?

Are you happy?

Would you smile?

If I was gone

Too tired to fight

Flight

Out of sight

Alight ashes

Were tethered

Feathered wings

No more

Not again

Every

Fucking

Night

Looks good

In hindsight

Still too weak

Creak bones

Broken down

Crushed

Hushed

Pathetic heap

Is this nightmare real?

Or deprivation of sleep

Preserve

Observe

A pathetic past

Outlast

In contrast

Ancient aches

Horrific history

There’d be no tale

Shale stone

Unknown

No golden inked

Mystery

I take the page

Embrace

Different stages

Explore

Fleeting phases

One paragraph

A single line

Just a word

To be heard

One letter

One breath

Saved me

Self-hatred

Berated

Frustrated

This guilt tangled

Mangled mind

Did unwind

No longer obsess

With selfishness

Planning this

Untimely death

I live

I love

I smile

You pushed me

Down a while

Guile buried deep

Seeps through crevices

Thick as glue

Truly complete

I found a voice

I made my choice

This heart

This brain

Too smart to be insane

Find some faith

In this face

Make a start

Shake the blame

Win this game

Ignore the rules

It needs LOVE not pain

This soul, these feet

They walk

A unique beat

Hard to look back

Cracks smatter

Winding, snarling track

Forward looks

Enticing

Pitch black

Toes touch this sand

Hand drawn line

Shine and shimmer

For a future

One chance

My handcrafted

Individual design

A sign

Not even aligned

A deserted isle

No placing

No defining tile

Hostile bold CAPS LOCK

Rock declares

A mile

Going out early

Is not my style