My Hand Through the Screen

To everyone who follows my art and poetry — thank you. I write from real life — mine, yours, ours. I write from the rooms we cried in, the storms we survived in silence, and the pain we thought belonged only to us. My poetry is my hand through the screen, saying: I hear you. You are not alone. This hurt has a horizon. This too shall pass — because even pain gets tired of staying. With love, Lucyalia

© Slam Poetry by Lucyalia 2024–2026. All poems are copyrighted. Any use requires credit to @Lucyalia. All rights reserved.

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