Fragile wing spred ravaged on the thorns
of blossomed branches promised once
now torn.
Ragged wing she flutters
spent to no avail
longing for cocoon she shed
an empty shell.
Shell shed too soon, she wonders,
"Is this Hell?"
©
Linda settles
www.RedeemingOurTreasures.com
Anna
cryssa
No child should live these horrid memories, for if the abuser's only knew the deep pain that last a lifetime, Thanks for sharing this read, Blessing's to you Valerie
I also write alot on child abuse. A horrific crime that I wish could be stopped. Keep writing for the children.
Many blessings,
~Linda