The Broken Are The Kind

The broken are the kind Who feel the pain in life They try to pull your strife Inside they feel the knife The broken are the wise Who wear a smart disguise They make your spirit rise Inside they shrink in size The broken are the warm Who feel the constant storm They hold you... Continue Reading →

Giving Blood

I would slit my wrists to give you meaning. I bleed my unformed thoughts to show you truth. Yet, is it helping anyone, or am I as superficial as the next 'blogger’, posting a premature idea to be an early entry on the daily prompt ? I was contemplating a creative way to communicate the... Continue Reading →

Flashing Back

I feel these moments take us back To remind us what our hearts now lack. When we see familiar sights, Somehow we feel the loss of light. Flashing back to happy days My heart is stabbed as mind relays What meanings were, and now, are seen As nothing like they used to be. Drifting clouds kissed... Continue Reading →

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