CHANGING GROUND

You can’t see it

But I’m shaking inside

If my body were earth

You’d feel the quaking

Tremors are splitting

My insides are flayed

I’ve been sitting alone

For weeks now

No

For months now

And the landscape of me

Has changed drastically

Whoever I was, destroyed

Whoever emerges

I hope she’s free

* I wrote this poem years ago and I wanted to answer the person who wrote this.

I’m still here
Planting
A new world
Learning
To navigate it
Making
New rules
The sun
Shines more
It’s quieter
I’m stronger
Maybe harder
Less kind
But
Kinder to myself
More protective
Of this ground
I’ve nurtured
And thankful
For parts
Of you
You’ve left
For me to find