I’ll Show You My Pain

Show me your scars,
Show me what you’ve been through.
Show me your pain,
Don’t you think I understand?

Show me your anger,
Because I have it, too.
Show me your despair,
Because I’ve also been there.

Show me your darkness,
I’m familiar with its power.
Show me your regrets,
You know, I also have them.

You may think I do not know,
What it feels for the soul to bleed;
But I do, my dear, yes I do.

I’ll show you we all have pain,
No matter how much we try to hide.
Don’t dismiss others’ pain,
Just because they are not the same.

I’ll show you my scars,
They are on my arms and my heart.
I’ll show you what I’ve survived.
I’ll show you my darkness and how I’ve learned to shine.

She Chose to Be the Best Version of Herself

Opening all the closed doors
And finishing her undone chores.
She chose not to stand still
She wouldn’t let her dreams be killed.

Breaking stereotypes like glass bottles
And working to become the perfect role model.
She chose not let anything stop her
She fought every demon that might harm her.

Saying goodbye to negative remarks
And trying to make a more positive start
She chose not to be scarred
She wouldn’t let her soul be bombarded.

Walking over every hurdle and climbing every wall
Bearing every hardship and making it through every downfall.
She chose not to let misery lead the way
Working on her potential with every new day.

Not pausing her life because things went wrong
And doing everything in her power to stay strong.
She chose not to blame her luck
A beautiful flower that couldn’t be plucked.

An Ode to HER.

She has a fragile heart
Which is tearing her apart
But she bears it all
To make it through the downfall.

She has a sensitive soul
Which is slipping from her control
But she stays strong
To withstand the storm.

She is emotionally scarred
And feels nervous when it rains hard
But she’s constantly wrestling
Because she will not be settling.

She is physically abused
And her compassion is misused
But she keeps telling herself
That she belongs somewhere else.

Her world is crumbling
And every word she says comes stumbling
But she searches for hope
In stars through a telescope.

Her eyes are bleeding
And her heart barely beating
But she is walking on her own
Healing her soul and the world as she goes.

She Chose to be Strong

She knew she could become weak,
but she had the choice to stay at her peak.
She knew she could rest,
but she had the choice to be her best.
She knew she could give up,
but she had the choice to stand up.
She knew she could wither,
but she had the choice to shimmer.
She knew she could hide,
but she had the choice to fight what’s inside.
She knew she could be ordinary,
but she had the choice to be legendary.
She knew she could be another dead soul,
but she had the choice to achieve her goal.
She knew she could always crave,
but she had the choice to be brave.
She knew she could close all the doors
but she had the choice to explore the abandoned floors.
She knew she could be a survivor,
but she had the choice to be a warrior.
She knew she could not withstand the storm; and so she chose to be the storm.
She knew she had the choice; and so she chose to be strong.