Unbroken
Title: “Unbroken”
I've not been hurt before
No one has ever left me this kind of sore.
The words you spoke penetrated than a knife.
But I'm still alive.
The pain runs deep beneath my skin,
A silent battle I fight within.
Though shadows fall and nights are long,
I gather strength to carry on.
This heart, though bruised, will not betray,
It learns to heal in its own way.
For every scar is proof I strive—
Still here, still whole, still alive.
--BlossomMonyei--
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