Bruised in the Mind’s Corner
Bruising heals memories stay on repeat for life
Bruised in the Mind’s Corner
She wears her smile
like borrowed light,
a flicker that hides
the tremble beneath.
The world calls her strong,
but strength is a costume,
stitched with expectation,
tight around the heart.
She collects small victories,
getting out of bed,
talking to strangers,
breathing without fear.
Still, the night whispers,
you are too much,
and not enough,
all at once.
She answers it softly,
you do not know me,
I am learning to stay,
even when it hurts.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Another poem that is great for maybe a battered women's or even men's group. Good job.