through my eyes

through my eyes

A Poem by Christina Braceros

I see the forsaken

as they live all over again.

 

A sickness

for the weakest.

 

I stare in awe

at skin red raw.

 

A coma

of deep despair.

 

No one is there

but they stare.

 

They stare.

 

 

 

 

 

© 2009 Christina Braceros


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pinching.....!

nice read!

"they stare"
these two little words, cut deep and hard!

gr8 read..

Regards,
Poetic Soul

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Christina Braceros
Christina Braceros

San Jose, CA



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