When I was ready; when I had had enough,
I began to dig deep and face some memories I had tried not to keep. Some parts of me had been in hiding or dressed in disguise;
Pretending to be invisible.
It took longer than I thought it might.
I had to hold myself accountable for my own part and went back to the start.
I did not realize how far away from myself I was
Until I started retracing the steps back to myself.
Healing.
Standing in the house.
Trying to hold the walls up while the shadows die.
Windows cracking,
Shattering to pieces
As the
Elephant
Is let loose
Wrecking havoc.
Some are still sleeping,
Or pretending too
In scattered spaces.
They sleep half awake
Hoping and praying that in the morning
The sun will be showing
And all will be put back in its place.
Instead they will find a
Big gaping hole filled with
Broken memories and tear stained letters,
Fragments of half truths
And lies.
Just another
Elephant in
Disguise.
Chole Into Diamonds 