Because I Overcame

Because I Overcame

When I was a child,
you laughed at me;
you called me names,
creating scars you cannot see.

I turned inside,
where I felt truly safe;
yet as I walked on,
every scar did still chafe.

As I grew older,
those memories were my gauge;
filling me ever with sorrow,
gladly never turning to rage.

I seemed to lose myself,
my purpose and self esteem;
always feeling left out and awkward,
walking through some horrible dream.

I laughed on the outside,
while inside I still wept;
it was perhaps the best secret,
that I have ever kept.

Do not feel sorry for me,
please do not despair;
for it is because of this journey,
I know how to truly care.

I have been happy,
and have even been in love;
I’m more in tune with my Spirit,
and closer to God above.

This might not have happened,
so perhaps it may be true;
that you are partly the reason,
so, for this alone, thank you.

The scars made me tougher,
made me look for joy within;
because of them I can survive,
and never, will I give in.

I remain a hopeful Spirit,
I have faith in God above;
I’ve seen and felt His presence,
I have truly known His love.

So, yes don’t weep for me,
for my story is not yet done;
I’m not, nor was the loser,
because I overcame, I won.

© Leslie C Dobson

Published by Leslie Dobson

Leslie has been writing since she was a young child, first with poetry and short stories and later with song lyrics, young adult stories and inspirational sayings. She is a multi-genre author and her blogs and books come when and where the Spirit leads.

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