Insanity?A Poem by Ally AnnThere are times I feel guilty for writing instead of helping in a world so full of brokenness, and I need to remind myself that connecting with and sharing writing with others brings us togetherI say, this is insanity as I rake hot coals onto a page and forget the pain they caused me. This is a mess, broken bones and crumbling homes too many losses to count on each failing hand and we have no say in how this ends. This is a tragedy, people falling like half crimson leaves to the sound of shattered dreams, glass screaming to the ground like death itself. This is life, I did not ask for this, but words find solace when they are shared and we are in need of something other than pain and destruction. © 2018 Ally AnnReviews
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