sometimes when I reach out or reconnect with people, I feel as if I'm forcefully turning myself around, fighting my pride and outstretching my arm and grasping at a handful of rocks and shards of glass, leaving small cuts and scrapes against my knuckles and palm, bleeding until the last drop of blood drains from my longing heart.
- LaDonna
"Don't be like Lot's wife and look back when God tells you not to. Thank you for enjoying the second collection of poems I've shared. Until my next write."
4/30/2024
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PoetryA collection of poems and thoughts of a young black woman, growing, learning and understanding herself as she faces many trials and tribulations on her mission in finding true happiness and love.
