Schism (Photo credit: lukeroberts)

I have a scar line
A schism of sin
For many years a tiny tear
Hidden within
Days pass, it ruptures
Silent and sure
All of this damage
Floods to the floor

I have a smile now
Stretches my face
For many years part genuine
Part grace
Years pass and you come
Open the door
All of this damage
Floods to the floor

I have a weakness
Inside my mind
Made me a believer once
So blind
I guess in the end
This is what you were for
All of this damage
Floods to the floor

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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14 Responses to Damage

  1. Jamie Dedes says:

    Helen, evcative, thoughtful, memorable. Well done.

  2. Helen, I loved this so much. It spoke deeply to my heart. Thank you, Sis. Your talent is such a gift to me.

  3. opening 2 lines are phenomenal

  4. I love this Helen, remarkable work =)

  5. 1WriteWay says:

    Yes, remarkable is a good word for this poem!

  6. First stanza is excellent Sis xxx

  7. Oh, Helen this is so well expressed. I can relate.

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