Bonjour! I believe most people find themselves in pain during their life. Life isn't easy, and as humans we seem to find ourselves suffering emotionally in ways so tragically unique to us. I find a pattern of stigma, no one particularly wants to share their pain. How stoic.
However, I see vulnerability as strength. I come bearing one of the most raw, emotional poems I ever have, in hopes to share my pain. Just to put it out there. Perhaps I can inspire you to find a way to deal with your own.
Enjoy <3
scary and big
they described
terrible and ineffable and
murderous
they told us
yes
i nodded
sure
i accepted
until i met them.
i met my monsters, and they took me.
they were manipulative,
like the sun's heatless shine on a cold day,
luring me away from home.
they cut deep into me,
they traumatised me,
chucking me against walls,
violating the most tucked away part of me.
they pulled my puzzle apart,
hiding the pieces,
they tore the fibres of my being,
expecting me to know how to sew them back.
i suppose after they left
i did
i hear the whisper of them still
in the embarrassed seams
hastily sewn together by a teenager
i smell a reminiscence of them
in the creaks of my puzzle
like a lurching tower
prepared to fall
but scars heal
wounds dry
cells form new cells
tissues repair
one day i'll be more than this
ill be past my body and past my soul
an endless echo of my passion and care
a legacy.
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