I shed this cracked armor from me.
Don a new sturdy one for all to see.
I've long tried too hard to please
It's time to rest, take ease.
Cracks formed from depression,
and years of self beating.
It's time to give myself a chance
before time becomes too fleeting.
About the Creator
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Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me
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