Survivor

Mia Winhertt

We are all survivors,
Of pain,
Gifted by others
As well as ourselves.
Pain that makes us flinch,
Pain we remember for years.

We are all survivors,
Of injustice,
Of when we were shunned
What we truly deserved.
Injustice that pushed us back,
Injustice that roars within us.

We are all survivors,
Of hate,
Sometimes earned,
Sometimes shockingly unearned.
Hate that questioned our worth,
Hate that made us question ourselves.

We are all survivors,
Of circumstances,
That we long knew were coming,
That took us by storm.
Circumstances that passed with heavy damage,
Circumstances that were there to stay.

We are all survivors,
Of love,
The lost, losing and lasting,
The mess within it brings.
Love that made us do the crazy,
Love that made us lose ourselves.

We are all survivors,
For ourselves,
In spite of ourselves.
Survived we have so much.
Survive we will a lot more.
Survive we will!

35 thoughts on “Survivor”

  4. Quite a litany, Mia, a staggering array of beasts lurking just beyond the next turn.

    Yet, yours is a decidedly uplifting work, as you remind us repeatedly, “(w)e are all survivors.”

    Indeed. Life does its worst, and throws at us everything it has. Yet, despite it all, we triumph. Maybe with some help from others, but mainly due to our innate quality and dogged determination. Great job, “Us!”

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    1. Keith, I’m glad that you found the poem uplifting despite its depressing premise. For life, as you put it, throws at us everything it has. How we turn the negative too into positive depends solely onto us. As for they who help us, let’s hold onto them tight. ❤
      Indeed, great job, “Us!” 😄

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      3. If it is not too much to ask then can you take out a little time to read something I have posted just now, please? I would love an honest response to it. 🙂

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