Freshly cut battle scars merely sharpen her numb

Any comfort once sought couldn't spare her a crumb 

Puncturing for release skin drawn tight as a drum 

Closing all roads that lead to her heart 


A statistic they say suffering from self abuse 

Not that she'd ever use such a flimsy excuse 

Many moons have now passed since her demons let loose 

Ripped up any road circling her heart 


Innocence taken from her when still very young 

As the winds of change howled and the pendulum swung 

Got her first taste of blood biting down on her tongue 

Shredding every string tied to her heart 


Chilling loneliness haunting a bottomless soul 

Suffocating attempts at regaining control 

Her mind wanders down old memory lane for a stroll 

Ever further away from her heart 


She's a fighter and stands proud at last in a place 

Were her undeserved shame finally runs out of space 

I'll be first off the mark in the ultimate race 

For a chance to get close to her heart 


  • dusk arising

    Here is hoping that you both find you are the right person to belong in her heart.

    • peto

      Here's hoping
      Cheers dusk

    • Fay Slimm.

      A powerful write petp with a finalé to bring signs of better things coming to a life so formerly abused. The read brought me near tears as you captured the nightmare that had to be fought.

      • peto

        Thank you Fay
        Truly appreciated

      • Bragee


        • peto

          I almost put warrior princess in last line
          Thank you

        • Maxine Smith

          A strong, powerful read.

          I love the inspiring ending.

          Amazing, back with a bang.

          • peto

            Thank you Maxine
            Good to see you here

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