Isla: What You Dont See
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I used to count the cracks
My mind painted from above.
Thoughts branched like rivers
None of them led out.
It sat in silence,
Mind like heat.
Hands like restraint.
It said the world was run by those who know the rules
And me? I learnt not to cry.
The other wore perfume like armor.
It never stayed in rooms
Where feelings happened.
That one called it class.
While it held the mask.
It gave me all I knew.
It's a pressure system
With no show.
And it said I was lucky.
Said I was safe.
Said I lived in a house where people kept face.
But I know what silence does when it learns to speak
It finds the bones
Where you buried the weak.
And I never got loud.
Never got seen.
It said I was a bright light
that it don't mean a thing.
You learn not to shine
When your own light burns your skin.
And your smile means
Survival is a win.
That door was closed.
Not locked
but cold.
Layered in distance
Where freedom froze.
It judged from within,
The mind protects.
It knots the doubt
And tightens the text.
It taught me how to obey
Before I could escape.
To swallow the signal.
To mistrust sound.
Not bruised outside.
Not scared on skin.
Just
dressed in code.
A double-forked road.
I knew no other
Until it fractured.
And when I climbed out,
The line was cut.
And they said I was lucky.
Said I was safe.
Those walls were thick
The grounds held face.
But I know what that kind of love does to the mind
Invisible...
Surgical...
Divine.
And I never got loud.
Never got peace.
It said I had a mind
Half-pride, half leash.
You learn not to grow
When the root's been scorched.
You learn to float
Outside your form.
I have half its mind.
That's the inheritance.
A mirror
I can't return.
But it doesn't have my voice.
That part's still mine.
Even when it trembles.
Even when it breaks.
I'll split the fracture.
Tear the frame.
Keep the fire
but forget the name.
It set the match
Just to watch me burn
But I walked through the pyre
And never turned.
There's no wisdom in pain.
No prize in the hurt.
But I step past its echo
And still plant in dirt
Something better.
And this time it's mine.
I'll burn the bridge.
I'll bare the nerve.
Not for revenge
but for what I deserve.
I'll take back the breath
That fear made small.
And speak like it never
Owned me at all.
I'll bury the guilt.
I'll silence the myth.
I'll weaponize
What it tried to twist.
Let the drums break
What it built.
Let the bloodline
Witness
What I rebuilt.
It never broke me.
Just sharpened the girl
I would've been.