05/02/2025
"She Outgrew the Life Built from Her Wounds"
She built a life from broken things,
From stitched-up dreams and borrowed wings.
She patched her world with silent screams,
And called it safety, called it dreams.
She made a home inside her pain,
Grew gardens fed by endless rain.
She learned to love through fight or flight,
And wore her scars like armor tight.
She settled for the half-lit skies,
For friendships stitched in ghosted ties.
She held the ones who couldn't stay,
And dimmed herself to make them stay.
She learned to smile while losing breath,
Mistaking numbness for success.
She thought survival was the prize,
Until she saw through all the lies.
Because healing isn’t just repair—
It’s burning down what can't be spared.
It’s walking out from ash and stone,
And choosing dreams that feel like home.
She outgrew spaces built on fear,
The ones that clapped when she stayed near.
She outgrew stories steeped in lack,
She grew too tall to fit them back.
She doesn’t need their smaller skies,
She doesn’t fold to earn her rise.
She built her wings from different cloth—
One stitched with love, not stitched with loss.
Now when they call, she smiles and knows—
You cannot bloom where poison grows.
She leaves behind the graves she tilled,
And plants her roots where dreams are willed.
She outgrew pain, she outgrew need—
She outgrew planting broken seed.
She outgrew lives that felt like chains—
She chose the wild, she chose the rain.
Written By Samanta Vernon
Blooming In Adversity ~ Healing Through Poetry