Early years
Leaving home at fifteen
A face among five others, voice too low to hear
Falling into the background, a place I do not fear
One by one it empties, room bigger, beds free
My own bed, a place of solace, privacy
A look, a stare, whispering from voices once gone
Eggshells beneath my feet, I fear I am always wrong
Disappointment, annoyance, freeloader, who me?
Not an adult, only fifteen, how could I be?
A fight like no other, I am gone, into the night I run
Passing by with tears and a wave to the boy who would make me a mum
Uncertainty, fear, the unknown waits but I am free
Disproval, a waste, not good enough, all behind me
My first love
You were everyone’s choice, but you pick me, like I pick you
Sat behind the abandoned centre after dark, staring into eyes so blue
Kisses, smiles, wondering hands, exploring, discovering, out of sight
Until we are together, you fill every thought throughout my day, my dreams at night
Strong, individual, liked and silent, silent by choice
My strength in times of need, when I can’t speak, you become voice
Words, I love you, said without hesitation or thought
Regrets over words those angry moments brought
I push and I push until you are not there anymore
My strength, my voice, behind the slammed door
Tears fall, heart scarred, a moment of madness ends it all
Nothing will bring you back to me, you are not a fool
Nobody will ever love you more than me, your words I laugh at
Young and naïve, I accept it as a challenge, we will see about that
Searching to prove you wrong, would tire me, rob me of years
Words washed away, time and time again, by my lonely silent tears
Homeless
A small room of my own, simple, enough
I tremble, heart beats fast, I need to be tough
Nails holding window closed, so I can sleep
He is coming for me, I weep, I weep
Another day, another I don’t care
Waking from the recurring nightmare
Its all in your head, it will pass on by
Bad dreams are just that, don’t ask why
My first love, still standing beside me, he is there
Bright blue eyes and light blonde hair
He is the one, my one, my forever
I find out I am pregnant when we are no longer together
What’s for me, path so unclear
I was going to be a mother, not like mine I fear
Side glances and whispers, heard and seen
At the baby growing inside me, at only sixteen
To stubborn to hide, I face it, I am strong
A strength I will always need and come to rely on


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