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