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Christina Robins Poem
Healing,feeling whats inside
We went forth our pain has died
Heart still bandaged, broken child
We broke the chain,our children are wild,
Stronger person,standing taller
We both are stronger because our daughter
You know our story,all then pain
Stronger now,it's life we've gained
So now we forgive,we never forget
Healing,feeling,whats inside
We went forth our pain has died.
Copyright © Christina Marks | Year Posted 2017
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Christina Robins Poem
Dead alive numb thats how I survied
Buried deep within still inside
Open me up what do you see
Scares pain cold hearted mean
Bruses broken dead alive
Mind is spinning I hit the sky
Dawn approachs grass with dew
Deer running brand new
Always cold can not feel
Is this reality is this real
Can get out blocked with pain
Memories flashing making me insain
All locked up deep within
Open me up its a lions den
Dead alive numb thats how I survied
Copyright © Christina Marks | Year Posted 2017
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Christina Robins Poem
Wecome to my world
The untold story of a broken child
The way im so wild
Broken shattered in between
My heart was stolen so crul and mean
Black and cold from what he did
Took me from my sanity
Locked away from mom and dad
Sister brother abused still its so sad
They tell u to talk to let it out
Cry and cry your be alright
The untold story of a broken child
Copyright © Christina Marks | Year Posted 2017
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Beaten broken face unseen
When will infly with open wings
Golden light beautiful sight
Open wide so godly bright
Flying high away from hurt
Beaten broken face unseen
When will I fly with open wings
Feel the air taste the rain
Smell the dirt unleash the pain
Copyright © Christina Marks | Year Posted 2017
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The demon inside is out the past is gone
Here I go im singing a song
The past will haunt me for ever more
But I will have everyone I need to sore
Read and write thats me u know
Ill be fine the rest is written
I'll write more then ill cry
This is not goodbye
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Christina Robins Poem
A broken child is always looking
knows were to see
Always looking for a way to hide the pain
You have no were to hide
So you hide it inside
You get to a point were you all shattered and broken down
You want to just scream inside were noone can see
People will see you smile all you want is to scream
A broken child is all you
know how to be
So you walk and talk for years like you dont have a care
You say to yourself its time to heal
So you cry and cry like no other
Then you relize you have become a mother
The past will haunt you forever
Its time to heal you know
A broken child breaks the chain
Copyright © Christina Marks | Year Posted 2017
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Christina Robins Poem
With pain inside I tremble,my heat beat,
My heart beats im humble,
I feel like I'm on a roller coster,
I can feel i can feel
Thats what its like to feal the real pain inside
Inside outside upside down
Can this be as real as it seems
Yes it can
Can't fail
Copyright © Christina Marks | Year Posted 2020
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Christina Robins Poem
As I sit up here thinking what can I do
My heat beats a beat that noone will know
Love gets me going morning evening night
Seeing his face his touch is the greatest sight
Butterflies are singing swirling in my stomach
Hes healing my broken heart bruised broken mean
The pieces come together the puzzle finally whole
This is the greatest stuff I've ever felt or seen
Copyright © Christina Marks | Year Posted 2019
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Christina Robins Poem
Lost but found want to turn around,
Find myself its all around,
Deep within,soul and pain,
What to do,I feel like im going insane,
Thoughts in mind,im bad but good,
Soul searching, im scared but should,
Changing deep within,wanting to get it right,
Im wondering if thats my sight,
Want to cry,god please help me,
Lost but found is what i see,
Find myself,forgive them all,
Its like my mind is a bouncey ball,
Going up and down and can't be caught,
Want to love me and that cant be bought,
Ots hard to see,my eyes,soul hurts
Finding me,I feel it lurks,
Forgive them al,let it go,
Will my eyes,soul and myself always be low,
Lost but found as I look in the mirror,
What do i see, not me is in there,
Don't like who the person in the mirror you see,
Got to find myself and love me for me.
Copyright © Christina Marks | Year Posted 2020
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