A prisoner of hate she becomes
Bitterness simmering
Feeding on endless hate
A prisoner
With gates wide open
She’s deeply scared
Alive she becomes
When reliving
The past
The mind refused
Her body
Was used
The mirror is her own.
Author Bio:
I am a mother of three with a granddaughter on the way. I have been writing since the age of fourteen. Writing released the anger and pain I felt. Mostly the words get into my head and writing them down was also a form of healing.
My plans for the next five years are to study social work. Doing volunteer work in my community for the past ten years has opened my eyes to the needs of teenagers in society.
Bitterness simmering
Feeding on endless hate
A prisoner
With gates wide open
She’s deeply scared
Alive she becomes
When reliving
The past
The mind refused
Her body
Was used
The mirror is her own.
Author Bio:
I am a mother of three with a granddaughter on the way. I have been writing since the age of fourteen. Writing released the anger and pain I felt. Mostly the words get into my head and writing them down was also a form of healing.
My plans for the next five years are to study social work. Doing volunteer work in my community for the past ten years has opened my eyes to the needs of teenagers in society.
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