Weary?...or weak?
as past negative memories replay
painfully forcing them to be lessons, yet the heart feels everything.
Brain waves moving logically...heart bleeds with every ach.
just weary. Almost feels like I’m being weak.
but i am healing. Transitioning to feel free of the trauma....
lessons, experiences..to be taught.
i will no longer let anything hurt me the way it did.
i grow strong.
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Author:
Hurtbutterfly (
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Comments5
Idk ...just somthing to release fluids in my brain too
like the sheer honesty of your accessible wording,
you emote that lingering dread, whilst voicing such defiance
in your poetic tone,
a write that I could relate with, instinctively
thanks for sharing
Your words build a fort dear poet, and weave refuge and self-comfort. There's so much to be taken from it. Well written, kudos. Keep that ink dancing.
Keep writing. You'll find friendly words of support on this site and, from my own experience, gain a new strength and confidence. Writing poetry is self help.
As a mind fragmented i love the line as past negative memories replay totally feel this the raw open wound healing with the aid of words and honest beauty.
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