The escape that changed my voice
Dear me, what a journey we have walked together
I have arrived. I thought I did, or is it possible to suffer in an imaginary world?
The tender hands become unkind in a nocturnal image. Barefoot witnesses the cold mortal voice of the escape. Footprints behind remind of the pain rooted by the unkind hands. Tears of the unknown shadows scar into my swollen face.
Tears of blurry silence remind me I have arrived.
The darkness trapped me in a magnetic globe, pulling me away from reality. The unattractive memories of the unkind remind me of reality. Barefoot in pain, rocks in my skin shifted to cold particles smoothing my swollen feet. The roar of the ocean, a voice of warning, crashed into my hearing organs. Chaotic waves were my listeners, and I felt heard.
By Johana Torres
About the Creator
Johana Torres
Today, I'm writing a book that recounts the life once felt was too painful to tell.
We tell people to be strong, but we don't let them feel.
You can't heal if you're not allowed to hurt.
By Johana
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I heard you on the 13th summer
The summer solstice came with intensity. My body tilted towards the sun. I felt the warmth of doubt hugging me. The 13th summer of tragedy couldn't remember me? Many waves I've seen, many times I begged in the silent wind. The sound of the ocean whispers at times, or I thought it did. Familiar voices heard my tragedy, voices with empty boats. The summer tragedy stopped my heartbeat. My body was anatomy. The sea whispered, "I heard you on the 13th summer." I travel to find the flesh to cherish your broken shells. Summer is fresh and unknown to the flesh. It is salty and warms my body with the heat of his pain. The intensity of our pain was perfectly paired with the earth at the summer solstice. The return of the heartbeat with a pitter and pounding effect of raindrops soaking us and drowning us in boundless love of eternity.
By Johana Torres5 months ago in Poets
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