My Happy place

I know a happy place

A quiet place

It begins within

With a Word 

just a whisper

A spark that flickers in my soul

igniting my spirit into a roaring flame

that floats a deflated dream

Like a hot air ballon 

I  rise up

When I look below

I see over the mountains 

And across the valleys

I see my way 

When I look up

my dreams are the stars that light up the darkness

This is my happy place

Where my mind is free 

To express what gives me joy

In my happy place

I do not sit by the phone

I dance to the rhythm of my heart beat

and the one I dance with

tunes into my spirit 

and sings my song

It is abuse

It is not just a slap nor is it just a name

It is abuse

and you should not have to take any

So I get slap in the face

And you are called a name

So I am beaten up with a hand 

And you are beaten down with words

So you have counted a year 

And I have counted thirteen

your pain is not less than mine

When you cry in silence 

And I cry out loud

Your tears are just as salty as mine 

And just as wet

When you dry your eyes 

And mine run down my neck

It is abuse

When sharp words cut your soul

And a hand cuts my flesh

My body has scars 

And your scars are marked on your soul

You do not take in less 

and I do not take in more

Because the heart still breaks the same way and the spirit burns out

You reach out for bread

And you get a stone

I thirst for water

But I drink vinegar

The hunger is the same.