First Wound

in hive-195150 •  3 years ago  (edited)

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From the time we are born to when we die, we go through pains. The heart which is said to be the most delicate and important part of the body takes all our pain from our first wound to our last wound. The first wound inscribed on the heart is usually the most with pain, that said it can either make or mar a human.

As humans, we're all driven to recreate the dynamic of our first wound so we can change the ending to make a brighter present. If we then as humans embrace the mess of our first wound and learn from it, we can make a better personality because that's where the good stuffs live.

Below is a poem made by me, hope you enjoy.

FIRST WOUND
I got my first wound from someone I called Dad, he abused me sexually.
I got my first wound from someone I called Dad, he beat up mummy.
I got my first wound from someone I called love, he betrayed my trust.
I got my first wound from someone I called mummy, she abandoned me and let me rot at a young age.
I got my first wound from people I called parents, they abused and made me have low self-esteem.
I got my first wound from someone I called a friend, I was stabbed in the back.
I got my first wound from a teacher I looked up to, He sexually abused me.
I got my first wound from someone I called fiancée, she took all I had and left me to rot.
I got my first wound from someone I called fiancé, he stood me up at the altar.
I got my first wound from someone I called a potential boyfriend, he catfished me.
I got my first wound from someone I called a brother, he stole my birthright.
I got my first wound from someone I called a sister, she slept with my husband.
I got my first wound from someone I called a husband, he harbored a mistress.
I got my first wound from someone I called a wife, she carried a baby which didn't have my DNA.
I got my first wound from someone I called uncle, he sexually molested me.
I got my first wound from someone I called a caregiver or guardian, I was heavily maltreated.
I got my first wound from someone I called a follower, I was given the old judas kiss and stabbed at the back.
I got my first wound from someone I would have called mummy, but she aborted me.

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Your words carry a lot of power and emotions

Great poem

Truly these are super hurrful everyday cases.

It's difficult to fine true love this days, great write up and continue to steem.

@praiz9, the life we as humans have from day one(1) to the last isn't easy as we all face trials and temptations. Our first wounds can easily destroy us if serious care is not taken. Thanks for the write up.

Gosh, u almost got me crying, it's a crazy world

Enjoyed reading through ,your words are so powerful and emotional

A Manifesto of soul grieving exposure. Great composed writing. Keep up.