Tried and true my soul does speak
Reaching through, and breaking silence
Thoughts so fragile, made of glass
Pieces shattering from unspoken violence.
~*~
Running around in spiral circles
Valiantly chasing empty promises
Cleaving to a false hope given,
My own personal Adonises.
~*~
Believing yet, of a future secure
Dreams of copacetic connection
Trying my hand at this thing called hope
"Is this love?" Being the truest of questions.
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Bleach stained moments,
Selective is how I choose to remember
Idolizing the good over the bad
My white flag I willingly surrender.
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Deep feeling thoughts, deeper filled cuts
Wounds that will not heal
What was once an innocent heart
Now can no longer feel.
~*~
Eager for the sunlight to touch my skin
Breaking through this new formed stone
Finding light, unbinding the darkness
Ready again to take the throne.
About the Creator
Tressa Rose
On a serious self-discovering, soul-searching journey. Breaking myself out of a stagnant shell and reaching out for my dream of being a writer.
Co-author of Bounce Back- Dreams to Reality: Faith Over Fear
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There is always a cost. Not the dramatic kind people imagine, not the cinematic sacrifice that earns applause, but the quiet, relentless toll that transformation demands. The cost begins long before you rise and continues long after you land. It threads itself through every choice, every boundary, every refusal to return to the version of yourself that once made survival look effortless.
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Comments (11)
Good poem.
Powerfully beautiful. Great job, Tressa!
“What was once an innocent heart Now can no longer feel.” I felt this line. Beautiful poem.
Oooo, I learnt a new word, copacetic! Your poem was so poignant, profound powerful and optimistic!
Tressa this was so delicately woven, poignant but hopeful x
This isbreally good. I especially love the optimism in the last verse. Well done.
Love the hope encompassed by the last stanza!
Hearts bleed but shall recover, a song that echoes through time and returns to heal.
Sad but beautifully written.Fabulous work! Keep it up
Sad but has very deep meaning to it
What a heartbreaking yet also uplifting poem. That final stanza is my favorite, especially “breaking through this new formed stone” and “ready again to take the throne”. Those lines are so inspirational and empowering. Well done.