what’s the point of being hurt
if you gain nothing from it
I learned that pain can be used
to fuel healing to a lowly spirit
what’s the point of making mistakes
if you repeat them over and over again
I learned that in over to move forward
I had to live different, my friend
a lesson learned is a well learned lesson
a phrase my mom would say
I didn’t understand these word’s significance
until I crossed a similar path one day
I opened my heart and surrendered
to one who thought I was a fool
who would know that this heartbreak
would be my inner “me” greatest tool
I cried until I grew
I sobbed until I became strong
I knew that if I kept on striving
It wouldn’t be long
long before I move on
long before I overcome
the lesson that I learned
made me victorious, darling I won
(c) Simone Holloway, 2015
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