In the shadows where pain quietly brews
hurt people walk with wounds hidden but true...

They carry the weight of what they’ve been through but sometimes that weight spills onto you...

A harsh word spoken a glance that cuts real deep the pain they endure is not for the weak...

Hurt people hurt others a cycle unkind a reflection of anguish they cannot unwind...

In their own storm they lash out with fear not seeing the damage or the hurt they mirror...

But beneath the anger the rage there’s a broken heart trapped in a cage...

If only they could see if only they could feel
the healing power that love can reveal...

So when Hurt People project remember this truth their actions are echoes of a wounded youth...

With kindness and love the cycle can end so that broken hearts can finally mend...















© Kassandra🔮