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They punish her in their silent ways.

After she has spoken up,

After she is exhausted.

The ones she loves most.

Unapologetically,

Indirectly 

Forgetting.

She is soft to them,

She is weak.

She knows she has been taken advantage of,

Manipulation in their pious suffering

Pulling at her heart.

She bends,

She sways.

To be there when the weight is so heavy

On her.

She moves ever so slowly.

They know

She has yet to speak and then 

It leaves her mind as to why;

She cries.

She cannot be who they think she should be in

Their false strength

And the lights go out.

Steady

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I struggle to steady my mind

And I cannot find the breath to

Say i am tired,

And I cannot find the strength to

Reach for you.

My walls so high and mighty.

My fear steals my bones.

I’ve heard them whisper about me

Then turn and

Smile at me in the reflection in the mirror.

I’ve seen them steal away and swallow

Anything they can put their fingers on.

Eat. Sleep.

Dream.

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I am running all over,

Falling apart.

People talk at me.

Their eyes darting

Anywhere else but mine

Looking for escape.

And I tell myself I am fine,

There is nothing wrong,

But every message I get from humans

All around

Is i am not.

And I choke back the tears sometimes

And I laugh out loud at myself

Sometimes.

And they walk on,

Walk on by

And I wish them love.

Nothing but love

Because I see their pain swirling around their hearts and minds.

And they still won’t look me in the eyes.

They turn away

And turn away again.

And I turn to the Angels

All around us

And thank them believing they see me.

I keep going and going

Knowing We are all here for a reason.

……

And

I need reminders

Today

Of

Hope

And strength.

My knees are weak

And

It feels as if a corset has been tightened

Around my ribs a

Cinch too tight.

Inhaling little bits;

Shallow and dizzy.

I am on a slippery slope.

Can’t seem to get a grip.

And what if one day

I just don’t have

Enough

Of me

To

Keep a hold of,

If i am not strong enough to fight myself?

Embrace.

She Was Told

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She was told by several someones

Over the years

To toughen up.

(She was a terribly shy girl prone to tears)

But you see

What these people did not know;

She had been toughened up.

She had been beaten up.

Physically bruised,

Emotionally submerged in confusion.

Touched where she should not have been touched

She had almost been destroyed.

Bloody noses,

Pulled hair ,

Black and blue.

She had been toughened up

In ways that people could not see in the now

And somehow through all of this

Emerged an invisible strength.

Her tears were not always of sorrow,

They were of terror.

She is thankful to have had magic souls

And

Angels

Teach her how to turn

All of the turmoil of the past

Into

Joy and gratefullness.