Her heart was bruised
and a little misused,
she learned at a young age
how it could break~
Years went by
and life went on,
she learned the games
of give and take~
But she always wandered back
into the forest of her yesterdays~
looking past the shadows
losing her way inside the maze~
Now the bruises on her heart…
They don’t hurt much anymore~
unless you push very hard
on the places that hurt before.
Diane Reed ’13
29 thoughts on “The Places That Hurt Before”
Reblogged this on Be Better Not Bitter and commented:
We have a choice to move from the hurt, and pain or stay there .
Capturing what use to be….and still is for some…beautiful future built for those who move from it…..I love your heart…very inspirational and encouraging.
Reblogging is always such a compliment thank you! I love your blog and I love your heart! So glad we crossed paths!
You capture what we all have felt so very well…I love the way a line of so few words can carry so much conviction and artistry. Just simply wonderful! 🙂
I keep finding little jewels that you leave for me! Thank you my friend!
Beautifully written. Would love to see the shade of joyous moments in your expressions!
Okay! You have a deal! I will work on a joy filled post next! 😉
Waiting, tick tock, tick tock!!! 🙂
Did you miss it? I have written a few! You inspired me! But I am struggling not to write a dark one to even things out! 😉
The importance of moving forward…beautiful Diane!
My little voice of inspiration! love ya!
Thank you. It means a lot that you take the time to visit regularly! 😉
Another great poem from you and something I can definitely relate to!
Thank you my sweet friend. Unfortunately, I think that we all can relate a little to much to past hurts but it makes for good writing! 😉
So touching and wistful. You can keep your maze. I am steering clear. Right here, right now has no shadows. Safer for me. 🙂
Safe to stay away from the maze! Smart cookie! Brings nothing but maybe a good poem or two. Not worth the pain!
Each moment, call them scars if you will, they are rungs on a ladder, climbing the way back to you … Yes there is a seeker here, the woman called Diane …
Ahhh, once again you have the talent to say it all in just a few lines… an art all of it’s own! I think you need too gather up all your replies to me and make a book out of them!
I would buy it! 😉
Really nice, Di. Liked the pics that complimented and completed the thoughts. …and you’re right in that we all carry scars and bruises that most others can’t see. Good to see you back.
Great to be back! I missed the connection!
Another effective poem, Diane! We all have scars or bruises on our hearts. I’d like to think over time, those wounds will heal. Especially if we stop looking in the rear view mirror.
Thank you so much. You are right! NO looking in the rear view mirrors!
This was beautiful!
Thank you as always!!!!
This is so lovely … we don’t have to be that old .. to get our bruises pushed, but I think it’s important that they are getting pushed at time. To remind us about the pain and the hurt. I’m a world champion to move on very quickly and forget about the less pleasant … so I need a reminder at times.
I am not sure what is better… to push it all down and not deal with it or try to figure it out for once and for all. I pushed mine down for so many years that ~ THAT is why I am writing it about it now. Silly old girl that I am! ;/
This is lovely! 🙂 And yes, we all have those bruises, and they do get pushed hard sometimes! 🙂
Thanks for reading Suzy! Yep even the scars you can’t see… still can be felt!