A blink of an eye

Originally posted on Creative Corner:
Take me out of here; I plead, get it done already; All those little feelings you sheared; Living half alive, crooked and ugly; Hard to gather up a smile on my face. Let me be alone, yes please; Want to feel my self through this; Emotions and company, no please;…


  Broken,   Mama, …is it true? That you’re an angel from above? Because every time you seem to speak to speak, My mind just goes numb As you shove the love, And pull the glove, Slapping me across the face. You leave a bruise and then a mark. Leaving me unfazed, A dazed expression… Continue reading Broken-Poem