Sarah Morgan : Writing

Was it all a dream...

Was it all a dream...

A Poem by Sarah Morgan


Her fist broke the mirror Another red-eyed cry A wounded hand bleeds An endless lonely night Curled up into bed All alone and cold She think..
You know what, I'm worth it.

You know what, I\'m worth it.

A Poem by Sarah Morgan


Did you ever just have someone telling you.. that you were not good enough, not perfect enough to live in this world. I guess I want this poem to kind..
I'm just me.

I\'m just me.

A Poem by Sarah Morgan


The tears stroll down my face I feel alone , out of place Judged yet confused Broken, but used My soul is torn My heart bruised I look in the mi..
Strive

Strive

A Poem by Sarah Morgan


Igave it my all Iguess my all wasn't enough, no You watched me fall Pushed me down, Made me crawl I could not breathe, I could not speak I want..
Short

Short

A Poem by Sarah Morgan


.. I guess alot of my poems are depressing.
Too many thoughts.

Too many thoughts.

A Story by Sarah Morgan


I think this is just sort of an artist poem.
Broken

Broken

A Poem by Sarah Morgan


Yet another poem.
I'm a Woman.

I\'m a Woman.

A Poem by Sarah Morgan


Kind of ammusing.
Old Familiar High

Old Familiar High

A Poem by Sarah Morgan


I suffocate Was I too late? When you left I fell to the floor Now I begin to disintegrate Longing for you to captivate me once more I'm running..