Holly Bohto Poet Free verse

I Was I Am

I was:

        murdered
            in the
 bargain basement
              of a
      relationship.

     chopped into
        pieces of
     discontented 
  dismemberment.

            I am:

      bleeding out
           from a
         deceitful 
       arrogance.

        pooled in
        muddled
        puddles
             of
      forgiveness.

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Jeanie Bennett February 12, 2017 at 9:40 PM Can relate so well, unfortunately, or not. ~~Jeanie ~~

Eiza Evangelista February 2, 2017 at 3:56 AM very touching and beautiful "pooled in muddled puddles of forgiveness"

Darren White January 22, 2017 at 2:14 AM You can write about the past in so much brilliance that it is often taking my breath away. Like now. Absolute fav.

CayCay Godwin January 20, 2017 at 9:38 PM Very dramatic and creative. Gave me serious pause. Great metaphors ... CayCay Holly Bohto January 21, 2017 at 9:48 AM Thank you Cay Cay.