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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