
Look for me in the sunny days where we once played in our youth
The lights were brighter during the dark walk home early from school
Chilly temperatures, tossing back my careless hair, donning a light weight jacket
With a questionable stare of an obvious dare of two strangers who approached me
as I walked alone on my daily route low key
I darted home alone and no one bothered me
Everyone was my friend I felt secure and content
I had no enemies beside me
My friends understood
Walk with me to the sandy beach and find the seashells of truth
I look around for my family they are missing not aloof
Missing with a permanent departure from earth
I’m still here as
My aching soul weeps with hurt
Why are people struggling again with the truth, can’t they see
Don’t you see the real me not a scripted video or deep fake technology
Me remember me? The lost soul in a picture frame
I did all things I achieved then they passed a torch to me
I was forced to carry silently
Torches blazing hot of destruction
Incinerating my life of your insecurity in full view
Torches belonging to your dirty flooded avenue
Your carnage I finally knew
Your weight is heavy not a burden I own
My pleasantry was stolen from my peaceful home
You slid away from the prosecution with a falsetto smile, a loaded pistol you stole
The remembrance of inflicted pain seethes deeply within my bones
I didn’t surrender to you, I left gracefully alone
How was I to know you were off balanced, as you hid upon your throne
I carried the burdens of someone else’s strife, never from my own
A chaotic noise from the peaceful silence I gathered strength alone
I climbed far up to see the beautiful reality I created without you
Publicly sabotage me online you manage to incite fear and obstacles
I moved away to be the best of me, brilliant stars bright not faded or hidden in twlight
Laughter no tears scars no longer scare
I’m not far but far enough to hear To try to stop your indignities
I wafted as a sweet fragrance of flowers engulfed by decayed rot of you
Whose life crossed over the Soullessness of anothers pew
Yet here I am in a yellow tulip field away
Watching you fall, my monster man careless heartless vile creature who takes over the goodness of all unafraid
Wait a moment let me be your teacher of life, I rethink and decide to decline
Waste not my time for your education is malignant not benign
Swim in your own sewage and rot
Your darkness fell as you lifted my veil
I’m at peace without you now so I thought
My colors are brighter softer, a shade more gentle, as your aura of death has left me
Dark winter blurs your soul obsolete empty and cold obviously
From youth to old from cradle to grave there’s no escape test me
How foul you taste from afar
Happiness is without you
You’re forever marked and scarred by your own hands
Never stealing my shine it’s locked in
Eternal is my soul with a closed heart corked
Now you are my ghost,
a messy spilled glass of port
By MissTrulyAbigail©

What a hauntingly beautiful and emotionally charged piece, MissTrulyAbigail©. 🌹
Your poem moves like a journey through memory, pain, and ultimately, rebirth. The vivid imagery—from sunny days of youth to the yellow tulip field of peace—creates a stunning contrast between innocence and the hard-won strength that follows suffering. Each stanza carries raw truth, resilience, and poetic grace.
It’s both cathartic and empowering—a testament to reclaiming one’s light after walking through darkness. Truly powerful, deeply felt, and magnificently written. ✨
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Thank you the first drafts were quite rough not meant to be posted my phone is horrible 😂
Thank you for your kindness 🙏
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