Kindness From The Wound Poem by Vanessa Alvarez

Some hearts shine not from ease, but ache,
From battles fought, from bonds that break.
They've tasted cold, been left unheard,
Yet choose to heal with every word.

The world was cruel, it carved them deep,
With nights too long and pain too steep.
But rather than return the sting,
They offer warmth, they choose to bring.

A piece of peace, a gentle hand,
A light that others understand.
Not whole, not flawless, still they give—
Proof that broken souls can live.

They know the cost of being low,
So lift the ones who feel that woe.
Their kindness isn't born from bliss—
It's forged in fire, and feels like this.