The Teardrops on Her Pillow
Her journey to self-discovery and emotional resilience
Published in
Sep 20, 2023
The teardrops on her pillow would dry as she slept
Her soul quietly wished to be on cloud nine and never wept
For life threw sour lemons that stung her wounded heart and flecked
She desired to run wild free and shatter the self-image of defect
Never again did she let the depths pull her toward the bottom and drown
Because only she can swim for herself and rise from the ground
She never knew she was as beautiful as the dusk and dawn
That many adored but her self-concept made her frown
The unfortunate events taught her lessons to embody inner resilience
Her courage peaked and prevailed over her pain in silence
Through time, she chose to regain her strength with perseverance
That her eighteen year old self wished to embody and possess
