My heart has been broken.
In too many pieces
For taken.
My spirit has been snapped
In two though small
It's still here.
My soul is there.
Deep within
Waiting to come out.
Time has set
These three on hold.
After the pain
That may never be told.
Though old
As it maybe
The cut is deep
And it seeps
As I weep.
Through time
It burned
A hole through my soul.
To live my life
The way it wants
Me to be.
Always in pain.
Never in shame
To bring on more pain.
It's always the same.
To be in the pain
Without going insane.
Though I've been trained
Not show the pain
That I behold.
-- Jessi --
- 7/24/98 -
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