So much has been broken away,
So much cutting has been done
The demise of who I am has already begun
Watching chunks of me fall onto the floor
Shattering as they hit, aching where I tore
I desperately want it to be stopped
Your consistent carving, the hammer that you dropped
Chipping me away piece by piece
Like a giant slab of marble,
Forming something new, something to marvel
Feeling distorted, Chiseled bit by bit.
No longer willing to take another hit
A strength inside resonating,
A defense building within
Unaware of what you were accomplishing
Each divot and crumble, a part of me demolishing
I thought I was ruined, forever changed in a negative way
With nothing left for you to gouge away.
But I began to strengthen with every jab, with each poke
Against all the fury you tried to provoke
I had to strategize to rebuke such a giant
Turning my fear into a skill I could be reliant
While instead of remaining muted, I began to talk.
You thought you were removing pieces of me, block by block Slowly whittling me down with the tools you were holding
But in the process a different shape was molding
Until in a window I saw my own reflection
My thoughts suddenly taking a different direction.
Looking inward instead of looking out.
Seeing what my true power was about.
I no longer had to believe your lies,
A rigid warrior let out of disguise.
Firmly here, still standing, like the boulder that I am.
Astonished at what I saw
Not defenseless but a victor to your claw
Refusing to feed the negative bait
Instinctively knowing its my time to escape
A prison I had built myself into
Shackles I now wish to break though.
No longer worried of all that has broken away,
I chose to focus on all that remained.
Seeing the sculpture instead of the stain
Morphing a mastery out of the pain
The sturdiness that existed inside
Standing tall and polished, Refusing to hide.
For the shame in me has vanished.
Despite your harsh words or skilled hand.
For what I am at my core you could never brand
Being the rock that I am
Solid and resilient as stone.
Relishing my new silhouette
In the piece of art I have become
Displayed for now all to see
Seeing the shards have been shedded, not lost upon inspection
A masterpiece you helped bring into creation.
My thoughts impenetrable, impossible for you to break through
Filing down my nicks, my cuts, my sharp edges, exposing a new view
Birthing a change of heart
Turning these constructed defects into art.
I now stand here, a perfectly chiseled statue
Exposed by your hand, exposed because of you
@ scottpaula - It is the Statue of David. Breathtakingly beautiful. 😊
I see it is micheal Angelo.. beautiful
Jojo what statue is this?
Thank you so much Lisa! Xoxo
Jojo, I felt poetry & precision in this piece. Such a developing understanding of this character over time. Love sharing this space as witness.