An un-rested heart
Beats wearily
As the punches slap tight around the lips
But a black eye stays observant
As the recording of words sink deeper in
Arms that have lost their strength
Tremble in the dark
Legs that can no longer pick up
A body so torn apart
Heavily burned
Every inch of self worth
But where beautiful met unfortunate
An unspeakable healing is unearthed
The tears that fall from cursed eyes
Will greet the sun one day
For in every painful experience
A stronger self is born again
Poet’s Thoughts:
This was written in relation to all types of abuse. To all types of silent pain that we carry within and as much as we want to scream, we simply can’t. I speak for myself when I say it’s easier for me to scream on the inside and pray that someone can hear me. There is pain we hide so well from people because we are afraid what they might say, what they might think, etc. But despite what type of circumstance we are in during these hard times, we should always use the strength to find an out, it’s not healthy for anybody to be stuck, though sometimes it is easier just to accept the silence.
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