~ My head spins
My body in ruins
My knees hit the tile floor
Will it end soon?
The poison in my veins
It runs wild and free
I need an antidote
I need to be SEEN
Oh the tender body
So prone to bends and breaks
Let me acquire wisdom
Let this not be a mistake
If I had wishes
I'd save them for a rainy day
Who am I to change anything?
Who am I to say?~
~ Annie Martin (2010)
xoxo,
Annie
6 comments:
"who are you to say?" you are you. keep talking.
Difficult to change these painful weeks into poetry and yet you have succeeded....
Healing energy comes to find and help you see your way to clarity, Annie, peace.
You are SEEN here lovely Annie.
So beautifully written. But such a sad place of conception.
Love and energy to you...xx
This is beautiful Annie! Well done :)
The image it gives isn't a beautiful one, I meant that the poem itself is beautifully done as it definitely creates an emotional response within the reader.
LOVE THAT!
Annie - this ROCKS! It is so beautifully written. I LOVE it.
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