Standing, thinking upon my porch.
Came to me, an epiphany of sorts.

Answer to a question identified.
Something finally I recognized.

Asked far too often over many years.
Recognition, brings my eyes to tears.

Haunting things from my past.
Always feeling like an outcast.

Hollering out loud; I have found the clue.
What are the tools needed to deal with you?

Heart beating fast, breaths laboured, hmmm.
Asking myself; where did that come from?

Never wanting to loose this incredible revelation.
Locking into my mind, my new found incarnation.

Childhood seeming eons ago, stolen, taken away.
Now seeing this in a different light. Child's play.

Feeling this part of me had been forever lost.
Paying perpetually, would always be my cost.

Infancy maybe something that I can reclaim.
Take back what was never theirs to proclaim.

This is something that has always been mine.
Give it back, it belongs to me, out loud I chime.

I am the one with total control, I have the power.
Happiness can be mine, I no longer need to cower.

I am unique, I have a mind, I am one of a kind.
I need to love myself, then happiness I will find.