Stark and barren
This landscape rubs me raw
I fret, I cry, I SCREAM
then I was enlightened
Shard by shard
This hurtful world threw me down and helped me stand up
So I am me
Plain and simple
You can't TOUCH me!
YOU ARE READING
Heed My Warning
PoetryThis book of poetry is inspired by my experiences. The first half is kinda sad, but the second part gravitates more towards happiness. Each broken shard can only save us from ourselves if we stand united. As. One.
