My heart,
is a fractured work of art.
My mind,
often I cannot find.
My soul ,
Ash that rises from coal.
My life unfolds ,
as time is slowed...
Boom !
Here is my doom !
The bomb I feared ,
leaving me seared !
Left discarded ,
the normal has departed.
So what , if I am not like the others ?!
Just a little girl , under the covers...
( FOR EPILEPSY AWARENESS MONTH , SHARE THIS POEM WITH OTHERS. EPILEPSY IS A NEUROLOGICAL CONDITION THAT IS BECOMING MORE COMMON GLOBALLY ! IT IS ESSENTIAL TO SPREAD AWARENESS ABOUT EPILEPSY ! )
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WILD & FREE
PoetryAn anthology of poems , which surround the issues that come with life. It is about struggling , growing , breaking and trying to not let life define you. This is my journey in trying to be what I want to be - WILD & FREE !