{"id":307,"date":"2022-04-21T20:35:16","date_gmt":"2022-04-21T20:35:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/eusuntdelia.ro\/?p=307"},"modified":"2022-04-21T20:36:04","modified_gmt":"2022-04-21T20:36:04","slug":"the-sound-of-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/eusuntdelia.ro\/?p=307","title":{"rendered":"[The sound of life]"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">I survived her screams under his fists,\nhelping her out by blocking his wrists.\nI survived their fights at night\nby turning my own darkness into light.\n\nI survived his cold hands touching my skin\nreviving all my fears from within.\nI survived his angry steps filling the void of the stairs,\nconfused about being hurt by someone who supposedly cares.\n\nI survived their lies and neglected my root\nand now I'm learning to survive my truth.\nI survived their 'no' and 'don't'\nand now I'm learning to listen to what I want.\n\nI survived her loss and learned to let go\nmaking some room for 'yes' in the always-present 'no'\nAnd now I'm learning to go with the flow,\nstop the hustle, take it slow.\n\nI survived a tired heart\nand lived to tell the story through art.\nI survived the sharp blade of a knife\ncutting me into a second life.\n\nAnd now I live with joy, with will\nI love to run and then stand still,\nto breath and sing and look around\nand dance to the sound\nof life. <\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I survived her screams under his fists, helping her out by blocking his wrists. I survived their fights at night by turning my own darkness into light. I survived his cold hands touching my skin reviving all my fears from within. I survived his angry steps filling the void of the stairs, confused about being&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":308,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_s2mail":"yes","_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-307","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poems"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/eusuntdelia.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/04\/pexels-rodnae-productions-6670068-scaled.jpg","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/eusuntdelia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/307","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/eusuntdelia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/eusuntdelia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eusuntdelia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eusuntdelia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=307"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/eusuntdelia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/307\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":312,"href":"https:\/\/eusuntdelia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/307\/revisions\/312"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eusuntdelia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/308"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/eusuntdelia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=307"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eusuntdelia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=307"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eusuntdelia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=307"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}