Broken and shattered.
Forgetting all that mattered.
Alone in the empty room.
Calling out to be heard.
But yet only the walls can hear anything.
Always portraying a facade.
Hoping for change.
Then being turned away.
Fighting and fighting for a new reality.
Yet, it seems time has only changed her beat as all stays exactly the same.
Pulling against the chains.
There is no quitting in the fight for change.
Scars and stories all seems a little gory.
All the possibilities.
This is not the end nor the beginning to this story.
One day the wave with come, and change it will bring.
This is only the middle of the story.
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In Between The Lines
PoetryCopyright 2017-2018©️ Ranking 138 in poetry on July 24,2018 Poetry from in between the lines. All the words hidden between the sheets. "If you can't love me in the storm, you can't dance with me in the rain." "What you pursue will soon glow, when t...
