Meg Anderson Poet Free verse

Torn Apart

I’m torn apart… my stomach is in knots… shock and hurt find me… ricocheting through out my body…

Is this my plight now? 

I wallow in my torment…
I weep endlessly…
Will this affliction never end?

Is this my plight now?

Why? I ask myself… but sadly there is no answer…
Is there justification for this turmoil I am enduring?

Is this my plight now?

I’ve been in the dark, shall I stay?

Meg Anderson
April 2025

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Beata Agustin April 15, 2026 at 5:11 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.