The person in the mirror
Stared back with dead eyes
Talked in pretty lies
And walked in dangerous paths
She no longer recognizes
The child she use to be
The laughter she use to keep
Her body remembers
What her brain cannot
The scars stain her body
From times she wished she could rot
YOU ARE READING
Poems From a Broken Soul
PoetryAll these poems represent major events that have happened in my life. They have been my biggest coping skills for dealing with my trauma.
