Adult Survivors
By:Michele Spangler-Wiedmann
children in bodies
many sizes too big
trying to break free
feeling as though
we have existed
a thousand years
we ache to live
just one minute
Death Sentence
I put pen to paper
And the words spill forth
Like blood…
The wounds are deep
Must I bleed to write?
Must I write to feel?
Thoughts leak from my soul
Like tears
And fall
Unbidden
To the page…
I cry in sentences.
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