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Integrating Trauma
Out of the bowels of hell I climb
Up slippery slopes enveloped by darkness.
Sticky tentacles slither around ankles
Grabbing and pulling
Trying to keep me from climbing out
To tell my tale.
Arising from the darkness
A tentacle wraps around and around
Until it reaches my throat hoping to choke
My voice into silence.
Another wraps around my chest hoping to crush
My courage and resolve
To challenge this fate.
I struggle!
I strain!
It’s too much!
I go unconscious.
I wake up!
I break free!
I move toward the light.
Afraid of the light
The tentacles release
Slithering back into the dark abyss.
Bathed in the light
I climb free!
To tell my survivors tale
And
Find the self understanding
That
Thriving exists
as
Trauma is integrated. |
