Suspended
Motionless and confused
Broken
And wondering where the blood is coming from
I should feel pain
But there's nothing
Crimson snow
Soaking into the ice and down to the pavement
Everything's quiet
But I'm screaming my lungs out out of habit
And I can't hear a thing
People watch with glassy eyes
Not moving or reacting
Just staring blankly
Causing me to wonder
Momentarily
How can you fix a shattered soul
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Poetry Book 5
PoetryThis is the fifth installment in the random poetry compilation. There is no rhyme or reason to the poetry; it all exists together. If you've been here a while, you'll know that after 100 poems, there will be another book. I normally rant about my co...
