Poem -
I Found Out
Drama is not trauma.
Trauma is trauma.
And sometimes, I sware you wear the mask.
Words can hurt as much as bodies.
Vivid speech paints the picture loud enough.
I never said no, but I never said yes.
Tell me,
How do I object, when I'm not there and you didn't ask.
Maybe, in a way I was.
I was brought into something I wish I hadn't been.
Never left alone.
The way they speak as if they'd hurt me,Ā
Without knowing they already had.
I forgave them, before I realized I hadn't.
And I hate most,
That I found out.
But isn't it better that I know.
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stronger than ever....
IF YOU DENY YOURSELF, TRUTH AND JUSTICE, YOU PLAY A JOKE, THAT CAN ONLY HURT. It, is the acceptance of all, that is real and undeniable, which makes you reconsider, yourself and your place. In the " way of it ", you then discover more about who you are, and what you want to become. Life, is not a " bowl of cherries ", is it ? You, have to realize that, coping with what comes along....in your own " ways " !!!
IF, YOU CHOOSE TO SHARE THEĀ " LOAD ", YOU ALONE CARRY, YOU FIND YOUR WORTH. This comes, from others giving you what you need. They, let you know, what you do for them !! :) They, encourage you. They, support you. They, want you, with them.
LIFE, HAS A WAY OF " SORTING ITSELF OUT " !! Does it not ? You, learn from its complexity what you can withstand and what you cannot. In your " heart of hearts " you comprehend what this " gift " delivers, whatever happens. Sharing, through speech or text opens up the " way " to peace, born from acceptance of your value, and responsibility !! :)
LIVE TO LEARN. LEARN TO LIVE.
x Great starting writes, where you show what you have to offer ! :) :)