by Tiffany Olival
Purple
Bruises…
On my mind, body, and soul-healing.
I’m a broken heart mending and a fog lifted,
losses turning into gains and defeat to fighting,
I am crushed esteem becoming confidence,
danger into safety, fear unveiling courage and hiding into truth.
I am insecurity transforming into peace,
doubt to trust, deceit to honesty.
I am betrayal recovering as loyalty,
grief into joy and rejection as acceptance.
Shutters and tears are replaced by smiles and laughter,
being controlled becomes hobbies and self-care.
I am isolation now building relationships,
many pieces becoming whole, the lost being found.
I am more than my past. I am being made new, a phoenix rising.
…Survivor
