Rise Above
Growing up I had it rough
Things were always hectic
My childhood was a vicious hurricane
Full of tongue lashings and various bruises
I wish I could go back sometimes
Just to warn myself
Offer myself the insights I have now
Growing up as a kid
I never really got to experience love
I often found myself locked in my room
Locked out of the house
Out of sight
Out of mind
With not so much as a slice of bread
Despite all the abuse
Mentally
Physically
And emotionally
I told myself I had to rise above
Survive the abuse
Use it as a training ground
A training ground to form me
Form me as a young man
Help transition me into adulthood
Looking back on it all
Remembering the lies
Remembering the beatings
Remembering the manipulation
I'm reminded of one pleasant thing
As I write this to myself, I'm reminded
I am who I am today because of it
I could have always turned out a lot worse
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Comments
Hi Denny,
I'm proud of you to have had the courage to write about your experience as this shows great strength and how you dominated your path despite the odds. I too have experienced something similar but today you are the great insightful and couragous person.
Our experience at times seems overwhelming when we feel powerless but you showed great power writing this poem. Its one of the great accomplishments to make you experience as one of the August nominees.Â
Carinne
Carinne,
Thank you so much. That means a lot to me.
Denny