different cars

I crawled out from the dust of my past
and made the choice to keep my head above what I masked.
never apologizing for the dirt on my skin
or the labels that stuck so deep with a pin.
it’s not about removing yourself from where you have been.
it’s more about knowing how to shave it from sin.

looking past the fatherless home
and the boys who were left guideless to roam
to figure it out and to grow to a man
without examples of how it is to stand
up for themselves and to use what they learn
just left to explore, to falter, to burn
no one to tell them that it’s okay to cry
feel the hurt and always ask why

a young girl who suffers a silent pain
need not rest until her voice removes the shame.
a fatherless girl, a motherless daughter
should she fail, no one would fault her
exposed to the dark of the fears that she hid
clenching fists at the moment that he slid
his hand to her mouth to quiet the truth
no spoken words of this forgotten youth

but I crawled out from the dust of my past
and made the choice to live life unmasked
and though you may see it in a different light
you were not there, you did not fight
the same battle I did; not the same scars
different war, different cars

© Copyright 2014 Melissa Leigh Clarke. All Rights Reserved.

About Melissa Leigh

I believe that every life is full of endless moments that help you, hurt your, change you, inspire you, and allow you to mold yourself into the best version of yourself that you can possibly be. Stories exist in all of us and need to be shared in order to grow.
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