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Shattered

  • Laurel Steele
  • May 14
  • 1 min read

A shadow falls across the heart,


A sudden ache that tears apart.


A tender place, so deeply bruised,


By words unkind or actions used.



It lodges there, a heavy stone,


A solitude I bear alone.


The memory whispers, sharp and keen,


Of what has been, what might have been.



A hollow space where joy once bloomed,


Now by this bitter chill consumed.


Each breath I draw feels burdened, slow,


A ceaseless, dull, persistent woe.



The body aches, a weary frame,


Reflecting back this inner flame.


A phantom touch, a phantom sting,


The echoes that the moments bring.



I try to mend, to stitch and bind,


The fractured pieces of my mind.


But scars remain, a silent plea,


A testament to misery.



The world moves on, in sunlit grace,


While I am trapped in this dark place.


A silent scream, a muffled cry,


Beneath a vast and uncaring sky.



The laughter of the free feels far,


A distant, unattainable star.


And all I feel is this deep plight,


Lost in the vastness of the night.



A fragile hope begins to stir,


A whispered thought, a gentle purr.


Perhaps this pain will start to fade,


A lighter hue, a less dark shade.



But for today, the tears still fall,


Responding to this painful call.


A heavy heart, a troubled soul,


Striving to find its final goal.

 
 
 

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