I lived and dreamed a great dream
I lived and dreamed a great dream
But fate intervened
To shatter the beautiful illusion
That my heart fell to pieces
To exist through the motions
To beat down to the core
And flay the feelings
To subdue my spirit
Silence that flame that would not die
Those burning embers of resurrection
That stirred unceasing rebellion
And washed me to the shores of survival
Mary Cecil
A reflection on the experience of trauma and grief on the journey to normality.
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