Inconspicuous, I stood alone
a silent observer to the world around
my heart heavy with the weight of pain
my story still untold, yet to be spoken
But in the silence, I found healing
a quiet comfort that slowly took hold
I emerged as a survivor, scarred but strong
my story unfolding, my voice finally spoken
Like a shadow, I had been hiding
from the light that pierced my soul
afraid to shine, afraid to be seen
but now I stand tall, my light begins
I am no longer lonely, I am alone
but I am no longer alone in my thoughts
I am a warrior, standing tall and proud
my story told, my voice loud
I rise with the sun, I face the daylight
I stand tall, my heart full of light
I am no longer a shadow, I am a beacon
shining bright, my story finally spoken
I am a survivor, a warrior, a healer
my story told, my voice finally heard
I am no longer inconspicuous, I am seen
I am no longer silent, I am finally free.
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This is a very well written poem my friend
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Thank you! ✌💝
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Most welcome
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😊😊✌✌
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You should compile a book of your poems. They are all wonderful
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I just might! ❤
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Cool. 😎
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💜💜😄😄
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One need to take that leap to set him self free and once he does that he is unstoppable
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Oh absolutely! So true! X
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Stand tall and proud, sister!
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I intend to! Xox
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