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Is it really true? That I am not the only problem Is it really true? That I don't need to keep the pain – but I've grown used to it I don't know anything else but the pain I don't know anything else but the hate of the reflection I see in the mirror I don't know where to start So even though I should have gotten up, I sat back down For my eyes were accustomed to the darkness and I didn't know if I wanted to try again My heart was scared, my hands tired I couldn't get up There's so much I didn't know What if I stepped out there and got hurt again Why do I have to see constantly the people who have caused me pain Is there hope for someone like me with so many scars...............
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Aug 30, 2024
Aug 30, 2024 at 1:06 AM UTC
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Is it really true? That I am not the only problem Is it really true? That I don't need to keep the pain – but I've grown used to it I don't know anything else but the pain I don't know anything else but the hate of the reflection I see in the mirror I don't know where to start So even though I should have gotten up, I sat back down For my eyes were accustomed to the darkness and I didn't know if I wanted to try again My heart was scared, my hands tired I couldn't get up There's so much I didn't know What if I stepped out there and got hurt again Why do I have to see constantly the people who have caused me pain Is there hope for someone like me with so many scars...............
#healing is coming
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F/Uganda
Aug 30, 2024
Aug 30, 2024 at 1:06 AM UTC
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