Damage

Schism

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 helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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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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