Kristina Smith Poems

My heart is my battlefield
I'll defend it to the end,
It's has taken quite some time
to rebuild and to mend,
...

My heart lies broken, battered and bruised, it barely pumps at all...
you are so strong, you falter none, I've never seen you fall,

My stomach is twisted and tied and knots, tears they fall like rain...
...

I am the invisible, I am overlooked
I am standing here right next to you, you didn't even look,

I am the invisible, I am the haunted
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