One Day I Cried For You

One day I cried for you.

For the little girl

Who’s daddy hardly came around.

The daddy who saw, but looked right through

Who couldn’t seem to find the seed he planted in you.

The daddy that knew you were were facing womanhood with or without him

Yet he left you  to struggle, a yearning without end.

I cried the tears to water the seed.

One day I whispered for you.

Songs and lullabies I know you needed to replace the silence left by a mother who never seemed to care.

Senseless melodies and beats to drown the sound of uncertainty,

To fill the longing for the arms that never held you,

Verse after verse of your beauty and strength

Just when you thought the emptiness would make you numb.

I whispered notes and hymns loud enough to move the air around you, making you dance to the beat of your own drum.

One day I screamed for you.

The easily silenced you.

The little girl who sticks and stones couldn’t break her bones

But damn, their words, they cut you.

Stabbed you, sliced you, twisted like a knife inside you.

Made you almost hate you.

Words made you into a fake you a you, a careless you,

A woman untrue to you.

When  those words were hurled against you

I screamed until the hurt that tried to change you trembled in fear and left you.

One day I loved for you.

The you that looked for love but kept finding lust.

Caught up in the cycle of on to the next.

The next date, next touch, next feel, next grope.

Burned out on sloppy kisses you used to help cope.

I loved you until you loved yourself and that became enough for you.

One day I laughed for you.

The you that looked in the mirror one day and decided that image wasn’t to be

Knew that broken and defeated wasn’t her,

Was not who she was supposed to be.

That woman let go of the pain, kicked it away.

On that day I stopped crying for you,

And laughed in joy instead.

Be well. You matter