Meh, I don't do well with "poetry" but I wrote these recently and thought I would share.
Seashell?
You left me broken
Bruised, battered
Empty...
Out of sync.
Lost in the darkness
Empty as a seashell,
Beautiful and amazing
Until the realization;
This was full of life...
Does it work?
What does it matter?
You...left me...
broken,
Empty and lifeless...
I...am a seashell?
Knives or Words
"Sticks and stones
may hurt my bones
but words will never hurt me."
The lie...
Words cut deeply
Knives,
Justifications
Catty, jealous,
That's not truth
The Dig
Too sensitive
Thicker skin
Victims
Blamed
Let them feel
Let them smolder
Let them rage
Let them wonder
Let them find
Truth.
Don't spoil
Victory
Don't Ask
What
Is
Truth?
Seashell?
You left me broken
Bruised, battered
Empty...
Out of sync.
Lost in the darkness
Empty as a seashell,
Beautiful and amazing
Until the realization;
This was full of life...
Does it work?
What does it matter?
You...left me...
broken,
Empty and lifeless...
I...am a seashell?
Knives or Words
"Sticks and stones
may hurt my bones
but words will never hurt me."
The lie...
Words cut deeply
Knives,
Justifications
Catty, jealous,
That's not truth
The Dig
Too sensitive
Thicker skin
Victims
Blamed
Let them feel
Let them smolder
Let them rage
Let them wonder
Let them find
Truth.
Don't spoil
Victory
Don't Ask
What
Is
Truth?