A child adrift without a dream,
Was swept along by life's great stream.
They followed paths they couldn’t choose,
With little left, but nothing to lose.
He wondered first, Why was I chosen?
To bear this weight, a heart once frozen.
But soon he saw the truth unspoken,
A gift that made him
Beautifully Broken
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Author:
Bishop M. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Haven't written many poems recently. I thought of a few things within this poem and decided to write it. I didnt care for school and then I got Epilepsy and at first I was distraught and depressed but then it made me realize how short life is, and got my act together. The reason I made this poem is because Epilepsy is how it made me Beautifully Broken. I don't think having Epilepsy is bad. I'm glad I have it because it showed me the unspoken truth.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
What a beautiful message!
A positive message for all, well written, i enjoyed the read, thank you
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