My Acrostic Poem
A prompt about an acrostic poem while using my name…
My heart has always been so strong, loved, and worthy..
Everyday, no matter what it is, each emotion I have were—-
Gone very intensely. I don’t know why? I don’t know—-
How much longer I can survive—
As much as possible. It’s really—
Not easy.. it’s not..
Someday, I hope they should—
Understand me more better- my feelings were-
Zoned by them, even my family—
Am I really broken?
Need more self-love?
Need more time? For what?
Everything?
Love? Maybe?
eveeyone wants love. But, it can be—
Very challenging,
And
Unique. I can try to—
Get something for my—
Heart and —
Nature…
About the Creator
Meghan LeVaughn
I'm Meghan. I’m almost 36. I always love to be creative and using my imagination since I was a little girl. I like stories & love to share my inspirations, journeys, etc.
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This was so poignant and emotional. I loved that you included your middle name as well!