Let the bitter tears fall
My young one,
It takes strength to release
The lachrymose gates.
Expel the rank emotions,
Long building in your tiny chest.
Hold not to the poison
Of bitterness any longer.
Unlock these iron doors
That keep in you isolated in your fear;
You don't have to stay
An adolescent victim of perilous wrongs.
Out of the ashes of your pain,
Emerge into the nascent being
Steadily growing inside you.
Build beauty anew.
Be not restricted by doubts
That so easily assail your mind.
Heed not the scars you bear
For they are marks of what you've borne.
Step forth to your path of destiny;
It was planned uniquely for you.
~ mbw
~ mbw
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