I came with broken bones - Poetry Collection- 2010

Silent War Within

If only

If only you would see

The fight that’s going on

In me

The pain

It hurts

A turmoil suffocation

Within

Ripping and tearing

Bit by bit

To the bone ,

Back to the hip

Up my spine

Then slamming!

Into the back of my mind

It’s a disease, a sickness

Sometimes I imagine

Its an inky blackness

With hues of purple and blues

From all of the abuse

Rage…a war

Within my very core

Grinding and splitting

Sputtering for help

Only to be drowned

By the fears of disease