A mended soul (Poem)
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NB: I wrote this after a conversation with one of the most amazing people I know, Queen Helen of Fort Goat!
A Mended Soul
There I was
A Torn soul
Broken, Beaten…
Without any hope.I was lost,
Scared and alone
The path ahead…
It was dark… and unseen.But something inside me…
Something deep and strange,
Well… it just kept me going.
It kept me moving through pain.Jumping time… And here I am now,
A mended soul
With whispers of hope
And thoughts of dreams…
Goals to achieve.Looking at this journey
This path that I’ve been
And looking ahead…
As long as it seems,
I don’t know how I got here
But I think I shouldn’t ask…And what’s ahead?
Well I don’t know that either…
But what’s important is the path is lit
I can see a future.I am blessed.
About The Author
Matty is a 36 year old girl who is an Autistic Poet, Writer and Artist and lives alone in Christchurch New Zealand with a kitty! Matty has given many talks on autism and about being unique in a world that's often not accepting, Matty has also engaged with artist and worked on Art projects Matty usually works on an Art project at the same time as a writing one! This means posts can be a bit delayed!
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Matty, your poems are so sad and happy at the same time. I love reading them!
I love this poem, Matty. It’s been such a hard path, and you started from so far down! What a long, amazing way you’ve come. I know you don’t feel strong, but you are. I know you don’t feel beautiful, but you are. And you are smart. And wonderful. <3