Battered Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Life battered, still living at times, wondering why and how it
happens, walking down back roads of my mind, blackened by sad-
ness and sorrow, intensely touching my heart with salted tears
through the years.

Reaching out, but never being taken in by anyone, closing the
door of my heart, shutting the windows of my soul, no longer
willing to share who I am with anyone, preferring to be alone
while living on earth.