the end of hurt

the end of hurt

A Poem by nayasha
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A silent mother-daughter bond haunted by past trauma, where enduring scars overshadow healing.

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i was five when i nicked my finger slicing a carrot. thirteen years and i can’t even watch my mother chop onions without getting second-hand please-don’t-lose-your-goddamn-fingers syndrome. she smirks at me with welled-up eyes. 


we don’t do tissues, my child.


she’s afraid i’d know how to peel the onion skin off too early. so every morning she reminds me how i bled thirteen years ago. over a decade / no ghost comes closer to my grandma’s old knife i had held back then / the nightmares smell like the faint teal blue walls of the kitchen i stroll in every day. 


i lean on the spotless granite slab beside my mother. / i do not look at her. / i wait

and wait

and wait

and wait 


/ she finishes chopping like she hasn’t been doing that for eternity / 


she breathes out a cold volume of air�"the uncanny resemblance to my whimpers of the loneliest nights gets me fidgeting with the cutting board. / i don’t speak a word though. / neither does she.


that’s the horror of it- she never questions silence. but she knows her daughter has enough cuts to have lost the sense of pain. / to have learnt not to taint granite slabs / not to lose fingers in a f*****g kitchen-


maybe, the end of hurt is not ‘healing’.


perhaps, the end of hurt is ‘not healing’.

~nayasha

© 2024 nayasha


Author's Note

nayasha
Ignore the swear words. I wanted to be more real.

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Added on June 3, 2024
Last Updated on June 3, 2024
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nayasha
nayasha

Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India



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Nayasha Jena is an awkward girl. That’s because she knows that the most absurd things fly out of her mouth whenever she starts to talk. So she writes. That way, she can strike out parts that don.. more..