A survivor: A poem by Sonal Singh

Alone and battered, I stood at the threshold

Petrified and doddering in my new resolve

Swamped by fear, unsure of the path ahead

Should I or should I not?


Lonely and shattered, I looked at the world

A surging mass of uncaring people in motion

Living lives oblivious to the angst of others

Were they as scary as I thought?


Isolated and mangled, I took my first step

Leaving my world of abuse and torment

Stepping out from the tortured shadows

Would I be able to walk alone?


Friendless and crippled, I mustered the will

Unshackling myself from a life of indignity

Sure now of carving a new space for myself

I was a survivor, wasn’t I?