Poems from Mickie23

  Supine among the trampled grass, With blades harshly glistened and freshly trimmed, He lay   Constellations dancing before his eyes,...
  Parts of me, Secrets, Scream to be captured on paper, To deserve even a smidgen of recognition, But I can’t part with them, I fear that...
A hit, not fatal, but wounding, Meant to target and it did, I wish it didn’t hurt so much, The hurt cannot be suppressed, It builds inside...
She takes a deep breath before looking into the mirror, Afraid of her 19-year old reflection, Taking an unsteady step forward she raises...