Redux
kept down
held back
filled with fear
and rage
despair at every turn
me, an unwilling victim
blockades to stop me
turbulence swirling me about
My history embedded a lack of power in me.
Years of criticism, critique, and disgust took its toll.
Thick layers of neglect crusted over on this shell of me.
Defeated, ignored, and scared.
But I dared to feel more important than what the day rolled out.
I fought to experience life exquisitely, with the volume on high.
Determined to engage with this existence full of substance and force.
I clutched myself hard and pushed forward to lean loudly into my future.
Not gonna hide from it anymore.
Originally published September 26, 2018, on I Write Her.
I Write Her 
I love this poetry, Susi. It is like a call to arms. I find it quite sad that we are still fighting for equality after all this time. So let’s be loud! ❌👍❤️🙂
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So happy your enjoyed it, Carolyn! Agreed, we will continue to be loud! <3
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❌❤️❌
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Excellent
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Thanks so much, Anita! :)
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A victorious poem!
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Appreciate it, Val! :)
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This is an excellent poem of self discovery Susi.
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Thanks you, Sadje!
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You’re most welcome
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Excellent 👍🏻❤️
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Thank you! <3
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“I fought to experience life exquisitely, with the volume on high.” My favourite verse.
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Thank you, Carrie! One of mine too. :)
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