The echo of a hollow space
strained against my head
An empty cry of deception
and pain inside my mind
Of words not said
Of tears not cried
My fears ****** inside
my broken heart
Strong winds eroded my will
with no mercy
There was no clear path
There was no way out
But when all seemed lost
when all the roads had closed
and my eyes could no longer cry
I heard a sound in the distance
Like thunder
It mended a bleeding soul
healed a broken heart
awoke a dormant warrior
The tender noise
this gracious voice
told me
I am me
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Written by CZ
Edited and Revised by Aleksander Mielnikow (Alek the Poet)
This is a poem that a friend of mine wrote and asked me to edit. I thought it would be less work for me this week, which would’ve been great since it’s my birthweek (my 25th on May 25th). Nope, it was just as much work. Maybe even more because crafting someone else’s work is not the same as doing your own. But they loved the finished version so much they asked me to share it with their name under a pseudonym. So, here you go!
