*An innocent heart
Broken, but somewhat mended,
Battered and bruised
Is what it is rendered.
Torn fragments scattered,
Widely spread,
Tarnished, traumatic memories
Stored in her head.
Constantly torturing herself,
Wondering how different
Life could have been,
If, but only,
When she was younger,
Traumatic situations,
She hadn't encountered,
Experienced, felt, or seen.
She had no choice but to follow
The path of forgiveness
To remain sane,
She realised that long ago,
Forgiveness became
A minute-by-minute decision
She had to make,
But still, her PTSD, Anxiety
And Depression didn't leave her...
Oh no!
She still can't help feeling frustrated,
Knowing that her life
Wasn't meant to turn-out tainted
This way,
As grateful as she is
For all of her countless blessings,
She still cannot rid her tainted,
Traumatic memories,
They torture her every single,
Blessed, precious day.
By Lady R.F. (C)2017*
Jun 29, 2017
Jun 29, 2017 at 4:02 AM UTC
*An innocent heart
Broken, but somewhat mended,
Battered and bruised
Is what it is rendered.
Torn fragments scattered,
Widely spread,
Tarnished, traumatic memories
Stored in her head.
Constantly torturing herself,
Wondering how different
Life could have been,
If, but only,
When she was younger,
Traumatic situations,
She hadn't encountered,
Experienced, felt, or seen.
She had no choice but to follow
The path of forgiveness
To remain sane,
She realised that long ago,
Forgiveness became
A minute-by-minute decision
She had to make,
But still, her PTSD, Anxiety
And Depression didn't leave her...
Oh no!
She still can't help feeling frustrated,
Knowing that her life
Wasn't meant to turn-out tainted
This way,
As grateful as she is
For all of her countless blessings,
She still cannot rid her tainted,
Traumatic memories,
They torture her every single,
Blessed, precious day.
By Lady R.F. (C)2017*
