Heart in an Arrow 🏹 ❤️

I have an arrow deep in my heart. For days, the pain swelled and grew, Yet my body, resilient, embraced it— Until it became a part of me, Threaded through the chambers of my heart. I wake, I walk, I live with it, This arrow now etched into my being. Not just a wound, but a story, A shield forged from pain, A testament to what I’ve endured. When it aches, as it often does, I remind myself of the sharper pain— The agony of tearing it out. And yet, I know, if it grows too heavy, Healing is always within reach.