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Sharell Thorpe

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

5 poems·Since June 2013
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Experience

June 30, 2013

Thunder storms and lightning strikes

Cloudy days and stormy nights

Bolts of light turning sand into glass
 
As she sat and thought about the past
 
"It’s all his fault, he shouldn't have left!"
 
Her heart was the victim in this theft
 
Knowing he would soon love another
 
She couldn't take this strain much further
 
The guilt of the night was his to take
 
And her core was beginning to eradicate
 
To see all the wrong in his misdoing
 
There was no sign of her improving
 
Weeping day and night since his abandonment
 
She acts in ways of belligerence
 
Emotions of anger builds within
 
There’s a creature inside her beneath the skin
 
Alone she sits full of pain
 
Because he is the reason of her detain
 
Off he fled, so fast and so swift

There she will remain alone and adrift

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