Yesterday's just shrapnel now sticking through my heart, it didn't take an atom bomb to blow my soul apart, just the sight of you that night held in her embrace, pure dynamite, set alight, exploding in my face. Bits of me are everywhere but none of them you'll find, the human eye can't see a lie... or touch a blown up mind. The enemy I couldn't see, (that helped you to succeed), there is no cross to mark my grave, no eulogy to read.
Some folks think they see me still... but ,it's MY ghost they see, for in life's battlefield, concealed, shreads miniscule
there's......................... "me."
( p.s.
To all the darlings who commented on my daughter's birthday poem,(my last post)thank you so much she was so excited to see it ,she just loved it...and it is definately going into our photo album with our other treasures.A BIG Hug from Alexandra and me to you.)
A poignant story about letting go of a narcissist in your life. Have you ever been attacked FULL force by a narcissist? It's the closest thing to being stabbed over and over in the back.
Rovella is a beautiful woman with a cold heart whom blames herself for an unfortunate old family secret that is literally ruining her life. This secret impedes a gorgeous woman from having happiness in her childhood, and throughout her life. Dark sec
A poignant story about letting go of a narcissist in your life. Have you ever been attacked FULL force by a narcissist? It's the closest thing to being stabbed over and over in the back.
Wonderful revision - deeply sad; emotive write ... beautiful!!
Blessings;
Robert
Such a sad painful write..
Though written so beautiful
Hugs,
Trixie :)
hugs to Alexandra!!
Love Tinka
~Chrissie xx
Great comparison to the broken heart
SMooooooooooooooooo0000000000000CHYA!
The best thing I have read today!!!
I am in awe!
well done!!!
pax
A
Captured so well.