Unshielded
My dearest,
I hope you never become too familiar with the smell of blood that you decide to splash it on every hand you come across.
I’ll keep praying for you.
I hope you never get too used to the pain, that you decide to pass it on to every person you meet.
I hope you never get too used to the pain, that you forget how life felt like without it.
I still pray for you every day.
I hope your heart recovers from all the days you had to struggle silently, that you forgot how your voice sounds like when it breaks.
I hope the world doesn’t hurt you too much,
that you decide to be all the people who ruined you.
I hope the world doesn’t break you.
I hope my prayers make life easier for you.
Yours sincerely,
a person who once shook hands with the hurt.
I hope you never become too familiar with the smell of blood that you decide to splash it on every hand you come across.
I’ll keep praying for you.
I hope you never get too used to the pain, that you decide to pass it on to every person you meet.
I hope you never get too used to the pain, that you forget how life felt like without it.
I still pray for you every day.
I hope your heart recovers from all the days you had to struggle silently, that you forgot how your voice sounds like when it breaks.
I hope the world doesn’t hurt you too much,
that you decide to be all the people who ruined you.
I hope the world doesn’t break you.
I hope my prayers make life easier for you.
Yours sincerely,
a person who once shook hands with the hurt.