I Am Not Who Broke Me

someone hurt me

and for a while,

I wore it like an identity.

 

I became careful.

distant.

too good at reading silence.

 

but pain

is not a name.

 

it is not a personality.

it is not my future.

 

I am not who left.

I am not what failed.

I am not the worst night

I survived.

 

I am the person

who still wakes up

and tries to be kind.

 

that is not weakness.

 

that is rare.

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