Poetry Of A Borderline

love after trauma

In the aftermath of chaos, love finds a way,

Through the shattered pieces of a heart in disarray,

A fragile bloom in the ruins of the past,

A tender shoot that dares to grow, steadfast.

Love after trauma, a delicate dance,

Navigating minefields of hurt and circumstance,

Scars run deep, wounds still raw,

Yet love's gentle touch begins to thaw.

Tentative at first, like a fragile flame,

Flickering in the darkness, seeking to reclaim,

The lost parts of a soul torn apart,

By the brutal hands of life's cruel art.

Trust is a mountain to climb, steep and high,

Fears and doubts like shadows in the sky,

But love, resilient and true, holds fast,

An anchor in the storm, a mast.

Together, hearts wounded but unbowed,

Find solace in each other, a silent vow,

To rebuild what was broken, to heal what was torn,

To embrace the scars, weathered and worn.

In the quiet moments, in the spaces between,

Love whispers of redemption, of a future unseen,

A tapestry woven from threads of pain,

A new beginning born from loss and gain.

Love after trauma is a journey untold,

A story of resilience, of hearts that unfold,

In the crucible of suffering, love finds its way,

A beacon of hope in the darkest of days.

So let us walk this path, hand in hand,

Through the valleys of grief, across the shifting sand,

For in the aftermath of trauma's cruel blow,

Love blooms anew, a fragile, resilient glow.