To the Woman Who Loved
- Hannah
- Jan 13, 2020
- 1 min read

A recent poem I wrote.
Inspired, not by my personal experience,
but by the experience of someone I care for,
and the many other women like her.
To the women who loved...
You can see in her eyes
she is weary
and worn.
The love she thought was real
was built on secrets
and lies.
Manipulation,
broken trust,
a facade.
Heart broken,
soul crushed,
she is a skeleton
of who she once was.
But,
this is not the end for her.
Beneath the exhaustion, the tired eyes
underneath the layers
of doubt and fear he created in her,
that left her weakened
and confused,
she is still there.
She is holding on.
She will find her strength once more
she will find her confidence once more
she will heal her weary soul
and she will thrive again.
Because grace covers all.

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