Torn
Torn
I have gone through life all broken and torn
Not by my clothes but by the heart I’ve worn
I think I’ve grown numb to the cuts that they leave
And manage to filter only the good I receive
Whilst kindness has not hit me in waves
I have grown strong and I have been brave
My wounds are now scares I proudly wear
For it made the person that can give and share
I have been beaten and I have been cursed
There have been knives and there has been worse
I have seen sadness, sorrow and blame
I have been to the extremity of shame
I have felt crazy, depression and fear
Yet I have made it through all of these
No longer do these things hold me down
No longer do they bring me sorrow
I pity those who make me their prey
Their efforts are in vain
They can no longer hurt me
I no longer feel the pain
Copyright © Marionette Bayley-Blum | Year Posted 2015
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