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𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓖𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓼

A healing poem

By Advocate CSAPublished 5 years ago • 2 min read
Nothing grows in dry, arid soil. Love grows here.

My garden hasn’t seen a blade in months

My heart hasn’t felt love in months

Things grow when you don’t look after them

Resentment grows when you feel hurt

Your house a mess, like your head

When does it end?

When does it flourish?

The ground is wet from my tears

But the ground needs to be moist

Nothing grows in dry, arid soil

My pain softens the dirt

So my future can grow

I eagerly await the flowers arrival

The world around me is dark

A reflection of my inner world

My clothes cover up the cuts and bruises

One day someone will see the real me

Those beautiful scars and all

Hope lives in the shadows

Joy is felt in the sunlight

Everything reminds me of you

The lost dreams and desires

I sing songs that we used to

My voice cries out to be heard

My heart, to be seen

There’s so many weeds to clear

So many bugs crawl through me

The heat of the sun forces them away

My face relics in its glory

Beams of light stream in

Flowers blossom

Life remains

Love grows

The smoke passes through my lungs

Just like the wind blows

Your fingers on my skin

Followed by an instant feeling of fear

You’ll never understand how that impacts

The nightmares that never end

Panic riddles every part of my body

You enjoy the confusion you create

Manipulation is for the weak minded

Clueless of your evil soul

My only vice now is to breath in and out

I can’t breath some days

It feels like I’m helpless

So many unanswered questions

Your smile lingers in my memories

The darkness makes it hard to see

I’m stuck in this room with no door or windows

It smells like you in here

I wish my senses stopped betraying me

It feels like I’m slowly losing control

Like I’m stuck in a whirlwind

The only way out is to stay still

Like a statue atop an old building

Concrete, stedfast and strong

People walk past and look

They don’t see me

They only see you

I do this to survive your attacks

How else am I supposed to get through this

You broke my wings

But I promise I’ll still fly without you

A healing poem

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About the Creator

Advocate CSA

As a mother of a child that’s been sexually abused I want other parents to know they are not alone on their journey. I’m an epilepsy warrior, CPTSD survivor and DV victim. Sharing my story and knowledge has been a positive way of healing.

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