աօʊռɖֆ ȶօʀռ ǟքǟʀȶ
My wounds are stitched
with the loose threads
that might break
to hurt me more,
just a little more..
I see them sewed
but blood is oozing out
I thought they were fixed
I thought they'd stick
so I can breathe
the air of peace
and relief in my lungs
But was it too much
for me to think
that I can have
a few moments of content
Coz my threads have broken
and my wounds have torn apart
from the new stings
to the old ones
they all hurt
like they are
new as a star
But my spirit is not broken
So I pull the threads back
and hold them tight
fighting the pain
and urge to break free
from them again
But not until
I'm standing
I'll hold them tight
till the end
I'm looking worn out
from every inch
But not tied down
I won't be tied down
coz I'm not defeated
and I'm not broken
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This poem talks about how we all have our wounds, of past or present but we try to keep ourselves held together.
We stitch those wounds and try to move on.
But sometimes we are too hurt to forget those stitched wounds, they might still hurt when stitches open.
That we are not able to move on, and whenever we try, we keep going back again.
But that doesn't mean we should stop trying. We shouldn't.
We have to move on in life, stitch our wounds back and get up again.
Don't forget right away, you can't..but bear the pain, distract yourself from it and focus on yourself.
Improving and loving yourself but not for anyone but for your own self. 🤍
Take care guys!
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Frozen Heartstrings
Poetry|| ᴘᴏᴇᴛʀʏ || We go through struggles but come out intact we haven't shattered coz we still stand high But our hearts seem frozen Frozen from the pain, it went through and battles it fought, the wounds it stitched and those scars that were added to...
