The wall

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: September 08, 2018

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Submitted: September 08, 2018



Self worth is not etched into the words of others but I ache for my heart like some tinman; pursuing something that I count on so much to define me. Mere words echo unchanging, wanton and yet needed like air.

I press myself to the wall that separates our insecurities.. faults and breaks abasing the foundation. Guilt laden, stricken and pounded into my soul like hot steel; the picture I am in your head is not the real me. Nor ever will be.

Your delusion of " perfect daughter" forces me to put on the mask of uncertainty. Solidified in the numbness of confusion; lost in a sea of hate.

Suffocated in the nightmare of loss; tangled in the thorns of shame. I turn each corner of my heart, searching for the forgiveness I've never received and the apology I need but will never give.

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