Something Beautiful

Poetry

Photo credit @lelita_.

All those times I tried to hide my pain, you still knew the droplets on my face weren’t from the rain. You knew me better than anyone and you showed me that I could trust that you’d always be there, so I built my walls around you, keeping you in with me so I wouldn’t be so alone.

I embraced the pain as you held me. Even if you never know, your arms keep me whole. When you feel the beat of my heart against your skin, know that it beats for you and all you’ve done. You helped me turn my pain into something beautiful.

© Sarah Doughty

 For the #NovemberNotes challenge.
Hosted by myself and Rosema of A Reading Writer.
Today’s song is Pain Told Love by Tribe Society.

50 thoughts on “Something Beautiful”

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    1. I think there’s certain layers of protection. It just depends on the ‘level of clearance’ a person might have. My husband is about as close and one could get to the center, and there are a few more people at various distances outward, and then there’s everyone else outside. It takes a certain amount of bravery to allow yourself to be open like that, but it’s a lot less painful than being alone.

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      1. I’m generally very open with my friends, even new friends, so I guess I have a pretty “low clearance”. But the last person I invited inside that last inner wall stayed there for twelve years and then did a monstrous amount damage breaking his way back out again. That was several years ago, and I still think that experience was more painful than it is to be alone (which isn’t that bad, really). I’m finally feeling open to letting someone else get that close again, but boy, he’s really going to have to be worth the risk.

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