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Shards Of Glass

By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 3 months ago 1 min read
Photo by Daniel Mingook Kim on Unsplash

Shivers climbing up my spine

mingling self-doubt with regret

Taking back what once was mine

using my best tricks to forget

Scars that left marks on my skin

cut much deeper, underneath

Searching for the best way in

to heal the little girl, in me

Time sure takes its old, sweet time

my recovery is slightly hindered

A cliche of a perfect rhyme

when every piece of me is splintered

The last full measure, intention, blurry

I no longer feel the raindrops fall

the storm has consumed me, in its fury

There is no smooth in me at all

heartbreaksurreal poetrysad poetry

About the Creator

Kelli Sheckler-Amsden

Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition

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  • Mark Graham3 months ago

    Tell it like it is. Let the feelings show.

  • Zara Blume3 months ago

    This was raw, visceral, and impressive. You have such a way with words.

  • And here we lie all broken-hearted with nothing helpful left to share.

  • Lots of emotions. I feel you

  • Mother Combs3 months ago

    Such emotion. Well written. Love it.

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