Pen to paper,
I attempt to encapsulate my journey.
Take forever, multiply by eternity,
Yet, time insufficient for healing emerges.
Oh, the pain runs deep,
Wounds profound, and the hurt, starkly real.
Unshaken, undefeated, I stand;
I’ll cry and bleed, acknowledgment without denial.
Though wounds are deep and the pain, undeniable,
Inspiration takes root in this strife.
For with time’s passage, I hold onto hope:
Healing, though distant, is promised to my soul.
