I Will Survive

A poem on surviving

by Peta-Gaye Walker

I've been battered and bruised,

Victimized and used

I’ve been tossed to the side

Shattered…

Broken… 

I cried…

Silently in deep regrets I mourn.

Where do I go from here?

Who do I tell?

I scream inside.

My tears I held.

When eyes of such defiance

Touches what should not be.

Life dreams diminish,

And you cease to be

Unaffectionate thoughts,

The world is overwhelmed by lies.

How could you…?

Why…?

Yet pretend…

Naive by trust,

Yes, trust malignantly snatched away.

Trying to rebuild the missing pieces,

Ever wonder “would they ever fit?”

Could everything have been taken?

All your ripen fruits been picked?

Why so calm,

Yet boiling inside?

I must get through,

I must survive.

There is a way,

I WILL move on.

I WILL get up,

I WILL stand strong.

To build back that love

And smash down those walls,

I'll hang firm on trust,

Until the war is won. 

I'm letting go of fears,

Even when I can't forget,

But I'm grateful for much,

Cause I'm moving past my pain

Thank you Lord,

For I have won

You've helped me to

Ward off

Life's throwing thumps.

Peta-Gaye Walker is a final year B.Sc. social work major who loves to empower youth, women, and children who are survivors of abuse. She has been writing poems from age 13 and is a dancer, artist (now and again), a badminton player, and a natural hair lover. She is currently working on launching her new website and a book collection of poems. She lives in Ocho Rios, Jamaica.