Poetry Blog by Ashlen
Breaths escape me, choking on nothing.
The world spinning, a swirl of memories return.
The blood, the pain, the agony.
How my childhood was taken from me.
The bruises, the screams, the silence.
Why me? Is what I ask myself every day.
The truth, the lies, the emptiness.
The way the world turned into a nightmare.
The crying, the sadness, the trouble.
I don’t know wh...
Sunday 21st April 2019 9:06 pm