The Final Word Was Silence
A poem
She never sought revenge
Nor wished to prove them wrong
Her heart was tired of fighting battles
She only craved the calm
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Through chaos they had led her
Through years of shadowed fight
She learned that peace outweighed the need
For closure’s fleeting bite
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For closure meant more speaking
Another twisted spin
Another wound torn open wide
Another storm within
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But peace arrived in silence
No answers to be shown
She chose to walk without their words
And claimed her strength alone
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She ignored the calls that haunted
Deleted every plea
And vowed she’d never beg again
For love that should be free
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Her healing was not thunder
No blaze, no roaring trial
It moved with quiet certainty
Strong, steady, firm, and final
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Sara Wilson
I love Ugly Things.
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I write... whatever I feel.
Sometimes it's happy.. sometimes it isn't. But it's real. And it's me.
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"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
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This poem opens in such a beautiful, dark atmosphere. Your use of antithesis guides us toward the calm, which is the true prize when refusing to seek revenge. To see closure personified as a "fleeting bite" is something I’ve never heard expressed so deeply. It is vivid, visceral imagery that I found myself agreeing with completely once the meaning settled in my mind. Your anaphora, the repetition of "another," keeps me tracking and internalizing the cycle of seeking closure. You’ve shown how it often does more harm than good, even though the desire for it remains so alluring and inviting.
Beautifully written and uplifting . Some people just want to fight to keep going on and on. Sometimes ending it is all you can do. Thank you for sharing
Yes, I agree with Rain below, walking away is good for the soul. I love your haunting drawings, I SUGGESTED THAT Vocal give a nod to cover pics, i would choose some of yours, be well and blessed.
Absolutely stunning. It captures the struggle of someone who's trying to pick themselves over chaos.
You captured the moment someone chooses themselves over chaos so perfectly. I've been there before.
I admire her so much and aspire to be her. Loved your poem and artwork!
Stunning work Sara! Get it gurl! 💪🏾💕