Photo by Jenica Rodrigues
What is my self-worth?
Taken away by their words,
Selfishly with ease.
How can I forgive?
Tears fall morning and nightime,
Years turn into grief.
Why did they do it?
Questions haunt my quiet mind,
Silence offers none.
When will the hurt stop?
Some days swift and others slow,
Loneliness remains
Who can I now trust?
Not those who broke my spirit,
I find worth in me.
About the Creator
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Comments (1)
“I find worth in me” is very poignant, great work!