beloved
you have seen many wars
your eyes are growing tired from watching the violence in front of you
you have seen your father scream obscenities your mother's way
you have held your siblings close through the night
you have grown into a young girl who has witnessed too much too soon
as you grow older they see a beauty to your vulnerability
a vulnerability they lust after
you will find yourself in the arms of somebody you have never loved
he will continue the path of destruction in your soul
as you leave him with babe in arms you will wonder how your life has come this far
beloved
you are a special kind
the kind to be so strong yet feel so weak
the kind to blind to her own resilience
as you walk down the path to nowhere, please know it will one day lead you home
YOU ARE READING
sincerely yours, angel.
Poetry*now available on Amazon* they call me angel; here to deliver the words of pain, memories of love and emotions i've observed from my time on earth. this is something to relate to this is my story and now it's yours too 🌞✨
