Now that she’s a grown up.
She’s become so numb.
But the memories sneak out.
Like a sparkle of stars.
In the darkness of the night.
Taking her away.
To some echoes of laughter.
Taking her away.
To moments once cherished.
That same memories.
That feels more like deep wounds.
So painful physically.
And heavy mentally .
Now, it became part of her.
She carry them everywhere.
They are no longer visible.
But it still ache.
Trough they may hurt.
They also remind.
Of the beauty in pain.
The strength she finds.

#poem

© Fatima