A.N: This particular poem is connected to the next one.
He is shattered
This little boy
He is broken
From the words she spat
Why do you knock him down
For actions beyond his control
He is but a child
Yet you lash out in your anger
You know not
That which you have planted
In this boy lies
Torment and pain
This child hold up an illusion
Facing your taunts with bravado
But in the darkness of the night
I weep as I hear my brother cry
Kaya 🖤
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Into My Heart
PoetryThese are the thoughts of a broken heart . Constructive criticism welcome. All rights reserved
