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In my early childhood,

I learned to swallow

the terrible sounds

of my own sorrow.


Found on Pinterest on 2-10-16. Zara.

I thought If I denied

these painful feelings,

I could prevent the

brunt of Life’s stings.


But all I did was build

a pile of my emotions,

and believe the lies

of past distortions.


I could not bear to touch

my tears that fell like rain,

so I locked them up and

refused to feel the pain.


If only I had learned

to let go peace by piece,

I know that over time, 

this pain would cease.