BrokenA Poem by ~Anita Sandlin~Slip slide and away I go, all the way to the floor.
Pick myself up, think I'm ok, but wait, there's a pain in my left arm. I think it will be ok, then I take a look at it; No it won't be ok, it looks like I have two wrists. The pain gets worse by the second, pain like I have never felt before. I know in my heart my arm is broken. Thoughts start scrambling through my mind, it hurts, supposed to move tomorrow, the pain, can't work, how am I gonna pay my bills, the pain's getting worse, what am I gonna do? © 2011 ~Anita Sandlin~ |
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Added on June 26, 2011 Last Updated on July 4, 2011 Author~Anita Sandlin~Prairie Grove, ARAboutI have been writing poetry for about 13 years now. Some of my work is pretty good while others still needs work. I know that I am my own worst critic, but that's how you get better at writing. Most of.. more..Writing
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