Jagged Heart

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Placing my hand over my chest awakens me from aimless dreaming. Thorns pierce my palm and yet I continue to press my hand down, urging my tears to stay hidden as I feel the warmth of the red waterfall soothe my cold body. I knew this heart of mine was a heavy burden to carry. I ignored the signs when I walked down the dead streets at night. I fear the world for it knows more than I could possibly ever bare. Little girls must show no weakness for the world will indeed swallow her whole. So, we become women and learn to swallow our pain but it never really goes away. I smile pretty and stand tall while my pain rests in my heart. Pain is far too heavy to keep hidden and with time and grace, it roots itself from within and reaches past its cage but this time, I can’t stop it from growing. I can’t stop it from wanting more but I press my hand down hard anyway. My efforts must count for something, shouldn’t they?

I suppose it’s a silly question as I stand before the world covered in sorrow with one unanswered question.

“Why?”

© Stephanie Cardozo and Stephanie Cardozo, 2015. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Stephanie Cardozo and Stephanie Cardozo with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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