It has been painful to dig out
All
The veins of the abuse
In her body,
Mind and heart
For it is in her skin,
Her bones and breath;
The self loathing and unworthiness.
But
The cracks,
The light is getting out now
Slowly but surely
And
Bit by bit
She is allowing love return
In once more.
Illumination.
I want to melt.
I want to slip between the cracks.
I desire to be held and let all my walls
Down.
To be completely and utterly
Vulnerable.
Naked.
But I can’t.
I’m too bent.
I’m too damaged.
It’s too late
And I’m too tired.
These bruises won’t go away.
No matter how hard I scrub,
The bleach won’t clear away the stains.
The glue won’t hold the cracks together.
My strength is just a hoax I’ve planted in my brain
Which my heart can no longer
Sustain.
Chole Into Diamonds 