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I am Heard
These words bleed from my mind
Pouring onto paper with purpose
Tearing open scarred wounds
Relinquishing my soul
This pen my blade
To tear away the fear,
To fight away the hate within
Under the façade
She is there, the real me
Scarred, tattered and bruised
Fighting demons.
Holding onto broken pieces of herself
Her rage sears through these pages
Her pain burned into the sky.
Engraving her tears in stone
Slaying her fears with vengeful words
Breaking chains bond by abuse
Tearing clothes woven in lies
Bearing herself to the world
Open wounds bleeding
Shattered heart screaming
My words pierce into the night
Never again will I be silenced
I am HEARD
Pouring onto paper with purpose
Tearing open scarred wounds
Relinquishing my soul
This pen my blade
To tear away the fear,
To fight away the hate within
Under the façade
She is there, the real me
Scarred, tattered and bruised
Fighting demons.
Holding onto broken pieces of herself
Her rage sears through these pages
Her pain burned into the sky.
Engraving her tears in stone
Slaying her fears with vengeful words
Breaking chains bond by abuse
Tearing clothes woven in lies
Bearing herself to the world
Open wounds bleeding
Shattered heart screaming
My words pierce into the night
Never again will I be silenced
I am HEARD
Published 10th Oct 2015
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Excellent expression of introspection! I can relate... this is why we write poetry, to express and be heard! jj
10th Oct 2015 8:59pm
This sounds like a triumph, the recognition of your own talent, the refusal to be silenced. Not only are you heard but you're admired as well. Excellent, empowering work, Unseen. Brava!
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