Broken

Broken are my wings that would help me fly away..
Broken are the promises you make to me each day..
Broken are my feelings because of what I hear people say and..
Broken is my spirit when there is nobody there to lend me a hand..
Broken are my bones that put me in this wheelchair..
Broken are the memories as I think of the past here and there..
Broken is my faith that was once so very important to me..
Broken is the woman that in front of you is a broken down me you now see..
Buffy Sammons..

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Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 1/15/2018 6:22:00 PM

I do understand your brokenness. I feel broken, but now not so much. My husband cheated on me on one of our travels. He looked guilty but said nothing. Now when i meet someone one day.. the question I will ask myself.. Will i trust? Oh I hope so. Have a nice evening my friend.

Frances Schiavina

Date: 7/26/2017 8:35:00 AM

It sounds too broken to be fixed. Ouch! Writing is therapy for writer and reader. Thank you.

Assefa Dibaba

Date: 11/29/2015 11:26:00 AM

Dear Buffy, My heart goes to you as I read this your emotionally charged material. It is not the heart that is broken, the heart never breaks or broken but it experiences unbearable pain. And it grows, expands as it experiences pain after pain, and become stronger and tender for more compassion and more love! Keep in touch. Ase

Skat A

Date: 11/28/2015 10:28:00 PM

Buffy, :) Congratulations on having your poem featured on the soups, Home Page. ~SKAT LOVE~

Jan Allison

Date: 7/24/2015 5:33:00 PM

oh Buffy this is such a deep and emotional write - I know from my own experiences it is hard to pick yourself up when times are tough :-( Keep writing and let your emotions flow:-) hugs jan xx

Buffy Sammons
Date: 7/24/2015 5:50:00 PM