My soul is silent
Black and blue
Because of you
Sometimes sleeping
Seeking healing peace
Cocooning my heart
in its protective embrace
But the scars remain vivid
Bright and raw
It hides
Kind words
spoken in the night
makes it shy away
whimpering and cowering
A sigh of hesitation
It breathes another day
Waiting
Wondering what to believe
What to trust
What to love and to hope
My soul is silent
Weeping softly
Lost in mists
of remembrance
The future
of uncertainty
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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