Of Old Scars And Deep Pain - Poem by Ghada Shahbender
I walk on thinking I’ll find that thing I’m searching for
Hoping that I’ll find it there
As soon as I step out of the dark crowded tunnel I’m walking through
In that bright spot I’m heading to
With that one person I’m looking for.
But dark people get in the way
And demons come to visit and forever stay
Reminding me of the wounds they’ve caused me,
The old scars that will not heal
And the deep pain I can still feel.
I walk on thinking that no one will see me shiver
Hoping that the murky shadows will let me through
If only I hold my head up high long enough and mask my trembling smile,
Keep my knees from crumbling under me
And walk that extra mile.
But my voice wants to shake
And my laughter comes out fake
Reminding me, yet again, of my weakness and vulnerability,
Of old scars that will never heal
And the deep pain that I will forever feel.
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