tears flowing down cheeks as eyes fluttered open and closed ..... each breathe coming harder and harder and her hand clasped her chest.... as if in pain.... broken hearted you see...... it had to be
Smiling even as her legs gave way beneath her and..... her hand clenched into a ball.... I stood watching unable to take back the words .....my heart both physical and literally shattered in front of me .....
Our worlds destroyed by the actions of the other unintentionally....with words actions deeds s ripped apart with no help of being repaired......
She snarled ...eyes glaring with a new found dislike....slowly standing with an iciness with eyes meeting mine that ... gripped my defiant stance tears now rolling down my face
In realization that the hand gripping the pain filled heart was mine all along ..... heart broken as I will ever be
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Kia T Cooper-Erbst
Writer, poet, author. submissive. Mom of three wonderful human beings. These are the first things that come to mind when I think of myself besides being the obvious.... which is daughter, wife,etc.
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Amy whistled as she walked through her front yard, looking for any sticks she could pick up and throw into the pile she and her brother were making. They had a big windstorm recently; as such, all the trees in their yard had suffered some damage in some loss of sticks. Or perhaps losing those sticks was a good thing since their trees probably needed to be pruned anyway. Amy wasn't sure.
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Such a vivid piece– I felt every word of this! 💫