Standing on the brink of insanity,
She had come to realize,
That she had been used and tested,
She had been broken and judged,
She had been tricked into wrecking herself,
And they loved every second of it.
Standing on the brink of depression,
She had come to realize,
That happiness isn't something that she was denied,
It is something they're luring her away from,
And the tears she wept ,
They drench their dry souls with it.
Standing on the brink of revival,
She had come to realize,
That the evils to be tamed are within,
And those against her struggle with this as well.
Her soul reborn,
She is now strong as she can be,
And all they can ever do,
Is only watch her turn triumphant from the sidelines.
[A/N:This poem is dedicated to esorneerg who commented lovely things and he/she is a poet as well(a brilliant one at that)]
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Metanoia
Poetry(Highest Ranking-#14) Metanoia -The journey of changing one's mind,heart,self or way of life.The process of experiencing a break down and the subsequent positive psychological rebuilding and healing. A/N:This work is copyrighted.So don't even think...
