I am

I see a strong girl who lost herself within herself...
I'm the invisible tears she cries while smiling
The very tears that she counts as they stroll down both cheeks at night
I'm the smile she wears to protect her aching heart
The disguise that covers her despondent soul
I'm the heart that endures all the pain
The organ that beats to continue her existence
I'm the soul living in darkness
Dealing with constant internal battle
I'm the flesh victim to the cuts and bruises
The thing that provides relief as she sees the blood drip
I'm the thoughts that torment her mind day in and day out
The poison that injects her conscience
I'm the shattered spirit residing behind the scenes
The now jaded hope she used to count on
I'm the unworthy feet that walk upon the land
The feet that run away from her problems
I'm the hands stained with sin
Washed away the blood but not the guilt of the deed
I'm the purpose she doesn't notice
I'm the talent she doesn't use
I'm the trust she can't grasp
I'm the girl seeking out direction
_Dakyria Dudley ©

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