Glass in the Wound

Glass in the Wound

A Poem by Harper

Why
is the question no one answers
the question that haunts her
shaking like a leaf, a feather in the
Wind
they walk away from her
she is proud
too
proud
and they see her for who she never
Was
cruel words bite her skin
her brain bleeds all over her thoughts
and she wants to lash out
Wild
there is no cure for her
illness heartbreak and she
Will
not go on

© 2010 Harper


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your imagery is silken razors~ exquisite rendering~

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Harper
Harper

Bethel, CT



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