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#cyclebreaker
I move through midnight, steel in my spine, instinct awake before any sign. Whispers shift and I already know — I feel the danger before it can show. Fear was my teacher, steady and cold, teaching me truths that survival told — how to read fractures behind a smile, how to sense what lingers hostile. Nothing slips through my watchful air, not the silence that isn’t fair, not the glance that lingers wrong, not the pause that lasts too long. My bones remember. My blood recalls. Every bruise built iron walls. Every lesson, sharply drawn, forged the strength I’m standing on. Hands reach out — I cut the thread. Lies unravel where I tread. Shadows falter, plans fall thin when they find the ground I’m in. I have known the dark too well, felt its weight, its private hell. That is why I do not bend — cycles break where I defend. Through chaos, through fire, through tightening air, I do not falter, I do not scare. No harm crosses the line I draw, no shadow slips beneath my law. I rise — not fragile, not blind, but sharpened, certain, defined. An iron shadow, fierce and still, between the dark and my own will.
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Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 3:59 AM UTC
Iron Shadow
it’s absurd, you keep breaking— deep down, you’re tired of it all. sick of it. sick of the fall. “traumas,” you keep sayin’— “i’m over it, i’m okay.” but all you’ve done is what you had to do: survive. and now you live with words you can’t take back. it’s wasting your time, your energy. the only one left is you— and you’re not okay. nobody hurts you worse than you do. so why keep this up? take a breath. open your eyes. everything will fall in place— this time.
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May 22, 2025
May 22, 2025 at 7:32 AM UTC
nobody hurts you like you do
ten years, too late. ten years— and there's no debate: i will do everything to not be like you. i'm no saint, but i know when enough is enough and to draw a line, before it's too late. people come and people go; and i've come to terms with forgiving and letting go. but in the midst of it all, i hope to be better than to risk it all. because impressions are forever, and i've learned to forgive you and move past it rather than fall.
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Apr 24, 2025
Apr 24, 2025 at 7:01 AM UTC
impressions are forever