Sophie-Marie
Updated: Sun, 23 Jan 2022 10:39 pm
Biography
I have thousands of words to share and now I finally dare. Poetry is the deepest form of art, created by the heart. I hope you can resonate with my words. Enjoy them.
Cry
The man who cried Has never lied The man who hasn’t tried, whose tears have died, has never experienced the true resilience. The man who cried, His tears have dried. Because he is alive He is not deprived Of emotions that drive, behaviour and result in a fulfilling life. The man who cried Doesn’t need to apologise For his feelings because That would be as if he was sorry For being alive. The man who hasn’t cried Is dead and does not thrive. Ironically, he is the weaker one His insecurities tell him to run. Instead of facing feelings He rejects the idea of healing. He is afraid of life. If the insecure cried, he’d need a knife. If he started crying, he would never stop. Even though his biggest wish is to swap, Lives with the man who cried. The man who cried is strong The man who never cried is wrong.
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Sacrifice (23/01/2022)
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