I still catch a glimpse of her sometimes….
behind the steel blue cage.
The girl I once was
staring back at the woman she never thought she’d become.
A woman who lost her hopes and dreams
in a black, murky sea.
Carrying too much baggage in her heart
and in her skin.
Weighed down as she tried to swim to shore,
tried to escape the grasping tides.
That girl looks sad and lost,
wanting to see the world again-
wanting to see herself again.
Instead, the stranger stares back and once again
she loses hope of ever escaping.