Life Lesson

she_was_torture

Purple bruises, 

Soft and misshapen.

My beating heart

Stopped beating. 

It was fast

Now it’s slow.

Thud

……… 

Thud. 

Dull echoes

Ring around the tin can.

Barely moving. 

Am I even alive?

I don’t feel anything. 

I don’t feel the blood rushing through my body, 

I don’t feel the joy of life coursing around me. 

I just feel

Numb. 

Used and left. 

What do I do now?

Where do I go?

I’m trapped. 

Daydreams of Paris,

A perfect family… 

A happy life. 

Reality. 

Waves crashing into me, 

Pulling me under. 

My head hit the ground. 

Slam. 

Blinding pain and light. 

No. 

No more light. 

Not anymore. 

I watched it leave, 

Fading quickly into the darkness I was left with. 

Black replaced my light and filled me with… 

Nothing. 

I was empty. 

My tears were real, 

Infused with overwhelming emotion. 

One day, they stopped. 

(for a while) 

Night became my friend, 

Darkness became my soul. 

When Light returned,

I welcomed it

And shaped it. 

I made my own light, 

Crafted it into my heart 

And locked it away. 

There it is still hidden

From the world. 

My light is my own. 

And no one else’s. 

They cannot have it. 

They cannot steal what was already stolen from me. 

My lesson in life: 

Don’t trust anyone. 

Don’t let them steal your light. 




  • Author: she_was_torture (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 8th, 2019 10:18
  • Category: Reflection
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  • FredPeyer

    Well written, s-w-t, you aptly describe the roller-coaster that is life, but you seem to be stuck on one of the down rides. Guess what, it will go up again. I like the light metaphor, but my lesson would be a little bit different. Let that light shine on others and you might be surprised by the results.

  • Thoughts In Time

    Don’t allow anyone to steal your joy but never stop allowing your light to shine , we live we learn we live we burn but we rise higher and stronger after each fall...all shall be well🌹



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