Poetry / Young Woman

As a young woman I feel…
Do you know what I mean?
You most likely don’t
I feel pain
An excruciating, agonizing, tantalizing, sweet
Feeling of Pain

As a young woman I feel
Now do you understand?
You don’t!

I feel hurt
A type that penetrates like a sword
Going deeper, and twisting and grinding
And pushing
Do you get the idea?

Perhaps

I feel anxiety
A pressure that is plunging,
Just keeps forcing its self
On to me
It restrains me
Ties my hands and binds me
Covers my mouth and silent’s me

As a young woman
My voice, it shrinks
No one hears me
No one sees me
I suffer I cry
And others pretend I do not exist

As a woman I FEEL!
Am I not to be comforted?
Am I not to be understood?
You get it!
You hear it!
But still I stand alone.

As a young woman
I must survive
I must prevail
I am alive
I will live
And I will be known

I am one among many
Silent voices who just want to be heard!

Loved!

Here I am
Hear me!

As a young woman

I am ready to blossom

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