recovery is a hill
For Real Poetic’s Anniversary Unofficial Challenge!
anguish comes first in waves
nausea rising in my sour throat
never forgotten, especially not
in the here and now; wounds open up again, seeming so
visible and stark against my broken skin, and the fear is palpable
eating away at my fragile heart
reel it in and breathe deep; now i stand proud and tall
sending the memories away with a mighty command
allowing them to wash over me like water
recovery is a steep, never ending hill, and yet
yearning for a future again is where i have found myself
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Thank you so much to Real Poetic for the inspiration! Everyone check out her unofficial challenge here:
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angela hepworth
Hello! I’m Angela and I enjoy writing fiction, poetry, reviews, and more. I delve into the dark, the sad, the silly, the sexy, and the stupid. Come check me out!
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Comments (8)
The first two lines are stellar 🤩 This whole poem is well-constructed. Loved it!!!
This captures an emotional journey of overcoming agony and healing from past wounds. Incredibly done, Angela! 💌
I loveeeeeeeeee the transition from poignant to powerfully uplifting! Loved your Acrostic!
Yes. That image "eating away at my fragile heart" says so much. Uplifting end though. Good stuff.
It takes time, but we get there! Well-expressed, my friend.
Recovery is a beautiful thing.
I can feel the full spectrum of emotions .
So so so relatable and so beautifull written. It feels like you opened up and just let us see deep inside you a little! such a grea and powerful entry for RP's challenge! Well done, Angela!