Crystals of Betrayals

#Day2 - August 2017

 

Love shot down like a thug on the street..

 

Heart shattered like broken glass on a beat..

 

Sound waves rumbling through my head like a stampede..

 

Blinding visions so bright like the face of reality...

 

Wounded like the soldiers in the war of love..

 

We all had experiences that left us with self hugs..

 

Standing still like a statue is my only portrayal..

 

That ring you gave me has now become crystals of betrayals.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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