Poetry: She Was Always Enough...

She used to cry at night,

couldn't wait for the sun rise.

Her heart ravaged by his hate,

she watched her hopes and dreams dissipate.

She walks today, head held proud

for now she's not afraid

to say his name out loud.

Bruises have faded into memory.

New thoughts and dreams fill her life with understanding.

The strong woman who stands there

now free from hate

will keep his memory locked away

for the rest of her days.

She no longer needs his false love

for she finally see's

she was always enough.

A new life

now she was free.

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anunez49 5 years ago from New York Author

Thank you!

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shampa sadhya 5 years ago from NEW DELHI, INDIA

Nice poem! I believe a person is always complete. True love adds charm to the completeness but a fake love always breaks a complete person. Thus, it is always better to come out of fake love and realize the inner strength of one's own self. It will help to determine the future life.

Voted up and beautiful!

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