Joelle Kitt Poet Free verse

Little girl

Little girl, I'm sorry for the cuts that marred your skin.for the fake friends who you cared for but left you in despair I'm sorry for the hands that touched you without consent.for the panic attacks that left you breathless and alone . I remember the judgment, the whispers, the pointed fingers.the hurt that cut deep, the tears that fell like rain I remember the nights that seemed to stretch on forever.the darkness that suffocated you, the fear that gripped your heart. But I want you to know, little girl, that things will get better, that the future holds promise, holds love, holds healing. You'll find two male best friends who will stand by your side.Who will laugh with you, be there when you cry, but won't let you die? And then there's him, the one who loves you deeply.Who will be your rock, your safe haven, your home. He'll be the one to hold you when the nightmares come.to whisper softly in your ear, "You're safe, you're loved, you're enough."You'll find a few female friends who will become your sisters.who will lift you up, who will make you laugh, who will be your tribe. You'll learn to be happy, to find joy in the little things.to let go of the past, to forgive, to heal. But I know, little girl, that the past doesn't go away.Keep your head up; it's fading away. There will always be a part of you that hurts, scars that remain. You got this, soldier. It's getting better. You're changing, growing, and learning to love yourself again. to let go of the hurt Forgetting those who treated you like dirt You're still fighting, little girl, but you're not alone.You're stronger now, braver, and wiser.Keep fighting, keep pushing forward.Because the future is bright, and it's waiting for you.

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