28 Walking alone

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No one knows the highs and the lows

The cries and weeping days I went through

No one knows the battles of life I had to go to, unprepared

No one knows the paid cost to heal, to breath, to live and to love again

The journey to the land of the living was all thorns and knifes

It was all hurtful and full of pain

Aches of heart no one responded too

Cries of mind no one believed was true

Screams of the soul no one heard or calmed

I was going through fire, storms, snow, wind and volcanoes

But no one believed me!

No one hugged nor protected me

Walking alone through a cold aisle

Through a hard land made of steel

Through reeking rivers full of disappointment, hate, anger, rage and fears

I had to relearn what is it to be a human being

I had to find places like forest, clean rivers and oceans to decompress the hard emotions

I had to paint my face, my body and to compose new positive thoughts

I had to go through the Unfamiliar roads

I had to reform my heart, mind, body and soul

I had to let go of the leafs that shaped me

I had to plant my self deep in the dirt hoping to bloom again

I killed my old self partially heart, mind, body and reshaped the soul

I had to rearrange my soul's puzzle,

because this version I no longer recognize

I had to walk alone and leave the little, teenage and the young lady behind!

I had to walk alone to decipher my true being

I had to walk alone to be a grown up woman! 

sometimes being alone is a gift so you can get to know yourself  and level up

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sometimes being alone is a gift so you can get to know yourself  and level up.

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