Poetry: Diary of a broken woman |
Saturday, 06 March 2021 00:00 |
Diary of a broken woman I walk with my head down Breathing slowly not to be heard Scared of refreshing the pain The torture Of not been wanted Nor loved Each day I'm born again in my diary Sore from my teary eyes I walk the walk to the end Regardless Of the woman in the mirror My mind has lost sight Of beauty I'm confident in my diary (C) Sharon Dione March 6th |
Last Updated on Sunday, 07 March 2021 18:09 |