If you never heal from what hurt you

You’ll bleed on people that never cut you

If you never healed from what hurt you
You’ll bleed on people that never cut you
We carry storms in chambers of the chest
And call it strength to never take a rest
The mind builds monuments to silent pain
While teaching lips to say we are okay again
A child once learned that love could disappear
So now the grown-up heart negotiates with fear
We sharpen grief into a guarded tongue
And wound the ones who never did us wrong
The past is not a place that stays behind
It leaks through cracks in memory and mind
Each scar a thesis written in the skin
Defending why we let no one come in
But pain unattended does not fade away
It reorganizes how we think and stay
We measure kindness with a cautious eye
Expecting every promise is a lie
Yet still the soul remembers softer things
A quiet hope that healing someday brings
The truth is not that broken people fall
It’s how they rise still carrying it all
And sometimes drop the weight on those nearby
Not out of malice—but they don’t know why
We are not villains in the lives we shake
Just humans shaped by every fracture we make
But knowledge asks a duty to begin
To face the dark we’ve buried deep within
Because awareness is the first repair
A choice to tend the wounds we used to wear
Not every hurt deserves to be passed down
Not every silence needs to be a crown
We can unlearn the language born of pain
And teach the heart to trust itself again
To pause before the anger takes its turn
And ask what deeper truth is left to burn
Healing is not forgetting what was done
But choosing not to harm another one
So when we stand at edges of our past
We learn which parts of us are built to last
And in that moment—quiet, fierce, and true
We stop the bleeding others never knew

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DCG