The fullness searing inside,
And shadows heckle - die,
Walk through the trauma - lie,
Abandoned,
Left behind,
Cry.
The crawling - razor sharp,
The static - pulsing - thriving,
Dissolve - withdraw - surviving,
The crawling - razor sharp.
Searching for broken pieces,
The patchwork princess - me,
Forever dreaming - free,
Enchained,
Ensnared,
Undersea.
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Author:
A.L.H (Pseudonym) (
Offline)
- Published: June 4th, 2025 13:25
- Comment from author about the poem: First shot at iambic, hope you like!
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 5
Comments3
Very nice. A fun read. Liked it.
Thanks! 😊
Great write
Thank you 😊 appreciated!
You're welcome
Enjoyed the read
I'm so glad you did 😊
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