Free Write
I free write each poem
I place on this page
every word I write
isn't stagged
I don't really think
of what will rhyme
I just write each thing
and fill out
another line
I am one child
of a woman
who was blind
not literally
but emotional
and a man who
was lost in his own life
turned around
and took it out on mine
So tell me I did something wrong
but trust him
and beg to belong
mother I cry out
in a burnt out rage
here I am in another daze
Every word is underneathe
my emotional wall
how it use to stand
but now it's broken
how soon shall it fall?
Copyright © Nichole Anderson | Year Posted 2011
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