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Been Away, a poem by Susan T. Martin

   all the fear, for all those years

spent broken, spent frightened

spent.

awake now, knowing how

feel inside, heal outside

heal.

would you know? how could you know

never told you, afraid to hold you

afraid.

perfect plans laid, got the debt paid

freedom? slavery?

freedom.

traveled long way, got back today

missed home, missed you

you.

welcome my friend-did the pain end?

cutting outside, dying inside

dying.

spent.

heal.

afraid.

freedom.

you.

freedom.

you.

a poem by Susan T. Martin, 7/1/15

By Susan T. Martin

I am an Artist, Poet and Author. A Survivor of Violent Sexual Abuse and Rape, I have lived thru Severe Domestic Violence, Twenty Three years of Addiction and Alcoholism, Family Dysfunction, Chronic Pain, Dependence on Opioids, and 2 Venomous Snake Bites...I have Been Stabbed, Shot at, Tied to a Tree and Choked Unconscious. A Quarter Horse Rolled on Me, as did a Lawn Tractor. I also Wrecked a Harley into a Tree! I also have PTSD and Rapid Cycling Bipolar Disorder, and spent my 18th birthday in a Locked Psychiatric Ward. I am so much more than this: I feel like a tiny seed that sprouted in a desert, and now has grown into a Passion Vine. My Art is my Voice, Screaming, Crying, Praying, Loving, Laughing, Healing- all in Riotous Color...

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