Transformation Through Survival

In Fifty Words

By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 5 months ago • 1 min read

Your judgemental glare is void of noise

demanding grace for what I lack

But every scar has got a voice

every bruise I have talks back

We met at a crossroads here

after the last attack

Shakespeare himself would dare to ask

who doth place this dagger in my back

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