Strained
Stretched
Simultaneous pull
With every push
Ripped apart
Opened wound
Worms spill
The can now open
Flinching
Twitching
Needing to hide
No hiding from truth
It’s all known now
YOU ARE READING
Stephanie ~ the poems
PoetryShe wanted to be known as the person she was and not who she had become. Until she was okay with who she had become. Then she wanted to be known as who she was and not who she had been. ~ These poems are inspired by the soon to be released novel Ste...
