An ominous vibration in her heart.
A memory of conflict cutting her apart.
A rush of wind through melancholy skies.
A nightmare of darkness in sad brown eyes.
Look at that girl, that girl all alone.
Isn't it pathetic how she was cut from her throne?
An appointment with the therapist.
A feeling so important being dismissed.
A tear falling from her solemn face.
A life she wish she could replace.
What a tragedy.
Keep walking.
An apartment so excruciatingly lonely.
A woman thinking of if only.
A memory that reappears often.
A heart that has not softened.
She has a bitter taste in her frowning mouth.
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Wallflowers and the Door To Nowhere
PoetryThis poetry book is of some of my poetry. This is a work in progress, because I have many poems, I will publish one poem each chapter. The name of the chapter will also be the poem's title. I will try and post five poems a day, sorry ahead of time i...
