Challenged to weather life's latest storm
this heart has become faded and torn...
but she's still there.
And though she may carry imperfections
I adore every scar like well earned medals.
Lessons learned became her stepping stones
from every rock bottom that she's met...
and she has cherished every memory.
For her heartaches that she fondly keeps
have been the guide to a road of strength.
Every weeping moment of her past
taught her that sometimes life is pain...
but she could never be broken.
She lived and learned through tragedy
to appreciate all the life she's had.
Ahhh, I love this piece. For the longest time I went without commenting because I couldn't find any pieces that I truly was drawn to, but here of late they've been popping up left and right. And yours is an especial favorite!
For a free write, this has breath-taking imagery and a beautiful sentiment. Its not exactly happy, but its optimistic, and in a sense, peaceful, which is rare to find in poems about suffering. This seems to me as though it has been written from the perspective of a lover or close friend, who sees beyond the imperfections. Its so rare to find a piece that looks for the good in things, and in so many ways this epitomizes a lot of things I have been through. Its a lot easier to look back on the tough times and see how they've made you grown as opposed to looking at the bright side while you're still in pain.
I love the line:
"For her heartaches that she fondly keeps have been the guide to a road of strength"
Isn't that so true, especially of girls? We hold onto those heart-breaks, despite the pain, because they have helped us grow, they have taught us many things, and in their own way become fond memories. If only all people could have such reconcilation about our painful pasts.
This is a touching write, and I'm adding it to my faves, because I want to be able to look at this when I'm feeling down or my current problems seem like too much. God is good, and He's doing what's best for me, even when it hurts. Very well done my friend! Take care.
This is beautiful. Free writing, as you put it, but beautiful in it's freedom. This piece reminds me of a million pieces I myself have written. It's hard to convey such feelings in another way. Life throws you around, but you get up appreciating it, nevertheless. Thanks for posting this, it hits a familiar... scar.