TELL IT OUT
@niamornimo
Its said you never know pain
Till you begged God to heal you
I promise its true
Scars are maps to history
Night after night
Cried my little self
To sleep even if its just some
Power nap but I could not
The figure of him on top of
Me in that pink shawl
Claiming am beautiful only to dart
On the beauty
As if not done my own
Blood found a toy
He could jump on
And feel good
I tried to tell her
I could not bring it all
To context coz I had
Zero idea on what was happening
Forced to grow I was
Took in all trash
Re-cycling into positivity
Was my cup of coffee
Reckless and carefree my attitude
As I ran out of ideas
bashing out the wails buried in the
sea of tears in my stomach
Like a church mouse stuck in the sanctuary
Series of sermons almost
Like rehearsed songs
Swept like wind over my face
Was all fallacy
The daily inner battle of
What come may
Circumnavigating back to point zero
I needed to let go
Deep down I know
There is a girl I need to find
Face her and revive her
Torments never stop
As we journey on
In search of a better tomorrow
Just belief of scars are beauty marks