Broken

Submitted by Gina I. on Thu, 03/02/2017 - 02:05

Alone in a storm
Lost in my thoughts
Wishing for you and
For what we had fought
The price was too high
My tears running red
We lost every war
With so many dead
For all we had spoken
The promises made
We lie here still broken
The price yet to pay

Author's age when written
18
Genre
Poetry

Comments

Damaris Ann

Thu, 03/02/2017 - 21:20

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This was soothing and pleasing to read, not only for its velvety rhythm, but also for the imagery you used. Well done.

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.