Broken once,
Shattered twice.
You can bet by now,
She's not so nice.
Healed fast,
Fixed quick.
She near killed
The last person who asked about it.
She was weak,
But now she's strong.
She may be a freak,
But her cares are gone.
She's giving up,
Laying down to die.
But not so fast, little pup.
For next to her someone decides to lie.
He grabs her hand,
And holds it tight.
And drags her back,
To the land of light.
She's better now,
Her face aglow with joy.
But they wonder how,
She got such a boy.
I'll tell you this,
Without him,
She would be just another girl you'd never miss.
YOU ARE READING
A book of poetry
PoetryThis is a bunch of poetry I either wrote or found. The ones with an asterisk (*) in the title are the ones I wrote. Any others I found. Please no stealing the ones I wrote and please don't criticize them too harshly. I did my best on them.
