Change Your Story, Change Your Outcome

Change Your Story, Change Your Outcome

( Written for a Marine brother of mine who is almost out of harm's way.  He is a domestic violence victim, soon to be survivor.)

Silence is the modus operandi of the spiritless ones      
The ones who assume a false facade      
The ones who always hope for the positive        
Amidst all that is obviously flawed

They close their eyes and bow their heads  
Considerably distraught and irrevocably broken  
Like marionettes they spring up and listen
For when the offender has discernibly spoken

Their bodies are no longer their temples
For their souls have left their home
Soon their free will shall follow
And their shell will be all that is shown

Loving  
Caring
Nurturing
Unbearing

Physical  
Violent
Unapologetic    
Silent

Intimidating  
Deceiving  
Volatile  
Demeaning

Stunned  
Observing
Apologetic  
Undeserving

Helpful    
Loving
Nurturing
Hovering

Lather, Rinse, Repeat

They find it difficult to run and break free
As their heart somehow keeps them in place
They choose to continue to bastardize themselves  
As they’re told they’re always a disgrace

They want to see the good beneath the rage
Maybe they’ll see that rainbow through the clouds  
Instead they only see the pandemonium
And start to prepare their own shrouds          

They are the ones who lament the loudest    
Even though they don’t appear to scream    
Always imprisoned in their own abode                                                                                    
Living in the world of impossible dreams

Day in and day out they continue to stay
Slowly succumbing to their own delusions  
Light slowly dissipating from their souls
Now in the dark creating their own illusions

Will this be the story of their existence
With no chance for a rewrite?
Or will there be a new tale to tell
With a happy ending in sight?

Show us your eyes so that we may see
Give us your heart so that we may feel
And we will give back to you your new sight  
And show you a love that they cannot steal

Take our hand and let us lead the way
As we walk out of the depths of hell together  
And feel the unwavering pain one last time    
Before it is to be cast aside forever

To change your outcome, you must first change your story

The End