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| Dramatic Sky by Vera Kratochvil |
The worst thing
Was not the fire,
The weeks in the hospital,
Or the scars left behind.
The worst thing
Was not the secret
I was forced to keep,
The time spent without
The most basic necessities,
Or the bullying taunts
About out of date clothes
That reeked of kerosene.
The worst thing
Was not the betrayal of trust,
The bruises on body and soul,
The pain twisting through my life,
Or the loss of my independence.
The worst thing that ever happened to me…
I stopped believing in myself.
~~~ This poem was written for a prompt from Poetic Asides asking us to write about the worst thing that ever happened to us.
2 comments:
Your poem makes a strong point. It is not what happens as much as how what happens is internalized that makes the difference in one's life.
This packs a wicked punch. Great write.
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