it was like a vivid reflection of my former self
i froze in awe
every word
every tear
my brokenness duplicated
i cringed with each sob
i could feel it
because I felt it
i used to be her
i used to hurt
i used to question
why
why me
blank.
no answer
even now
i stopped asking why
and asked
how
willI restore my soul
rediscover myself
be whole again
the road to recovery isn’t paved smoothly
nor is it easy
to leave behind what once brought joy
and comfort
but I packed my bags
filled them with hope and faith
left behind the resentment and hate
the bitterness and fear
gathered my shattered self
and was off
to restoration
to redemption
on a road to rescue myself
from myself
I’m not quite there
but I’m not far away
once she lets go of the fear of being lonely
and realizes that she deserves to be happy
she can be on her way
I got there
and so will she.
she doesn’t know it
she doesn’t believe it
at the moment
the pain is unbearable
the tears are unstoppable
the pain from being slapped with deceit still resonates
but one day her smile will be genuine
and she’ll be her own heroin
but only when she realizes the only person that can save her
Is her.