Broken Soul

There's actually a second rendition of this poem, to be posted as well, but this is actually the original version of it. Written November 29th, 2003, also under the alias of Ronnii.

A broken heart,

a tortured soul,

she faced the darkness,

on her own.

 

A small child,

with a sad face,

all she wanted,

was her own space.

 

Now she sits,

alone and cold,

with no one to love,

and no one to hold.

 

 

Author's Note

This poem may end up inducted into one of my stories I'm currently working on called, "Can You See What I Really Am?" as part of the life of Dmitri, we'll see.

Reviews

[Lalli]

I feel as if the last 2 stanza's are like, be careful what you wish for... wanting her own space, then having it but alone, cold, with no one to love

short piece but very heartfelt.

altho i do wish i knew a bit more about what darkness she had to face...

great write though

much love n respect

-Lalli

[The Elder Pine]

I think it would work well as a base. It is short and simple, but emotion filled. Well writen and well though out.