Telling my story..

(To all those who long to write their stories- write, for catharsis, write, to heal from trauma)

Some day I shall feel compelled

To write, to narrate the story I long to tell

To share with the world that pivotal event

That changed my life to a massive extent

A change binary, that bisected time for me

Into a before and an after, irrevocably

Though it was a seismic life shift, profound

It was imperceptible to everyone around

I have adapted silently, swept my secret

Under an ordinary life’s unexceptional carpet

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This life-altering event, I cannot deny

Shall influence how I live until I die

Unseen by anyone else, it has shaped me

If not for this, I would have turned out differently

I carry the story of my struggle inside

The trials and triumphs I view with pride

Sometimes I feel the burden is too much to bear alone

And I want to share my story, make it known

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Some day I’ll pen my story and find

The ultimate catharsis for my soul and mind

A part of me struggles to reconcile, still,

With what happened, writing my story might fill

That gap and make me fully embrace

The life-alteration I’ve had to face