Torn Poem by Michelle Hanes

Torn, ripped
From all that I loved
For that I knew
Was not what I'd hoped

It didn't work
My mind, My soul
My Brain's devout belief
Torn, ripped

Shredded was I
My Heart's knowingness
Knowledge hidden there
From the world's bird

Of eye, of view
For all I know is true
That when the stars align
I'll be gone

For my story's ending
Written long ago
Death is all I know
For sure is to come

My story's beginning
Written long ago
Birth is something
A memory not remembered

My story's contents
Written as I write
Written as we speak
Written as we breathe

But torn from me
All that I see
My life now
Replaced with another

And here again
Am I switching
Between this life
And my next

Only now with warning
Now more sudden
Here I can see
My story's next close