Pretty Girl Unloved She was the last leaf on a dying tree Hanging from a barren branch Too frightened to be free Unloving winds made her rock and sway Disconnected from her twig She was forever castaway Unwanted and unnoticed she fell in dirt She remained all alone there With no one to cure […]
I am trying to pick up my life from all angles.
I am acquiring skill every time I breathe.
Never wanting to show myself weak.
I find peace in stillness, rarely do I speak.
It’s a transition I advance myself to.
I do not have a shore.
I am nobody, galloping myself up in an effort to finish off.
I am traveller, moving in transition with myself.
Trying to reach a point where I will acknowledge myself.
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Tears That Never Seem To Fall
Amanda is no different
than you or me.
She wears a mask
that always keeps a smile.
It prevents the tears
that never seem to fall.
On rainy days
she sits by the window.
Gazing at her reflection
in the window pane.
It appears as if
the drops of rain are
streaming down her face.
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