A Splintered Mind Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Twisting and splitting apart, my mind splinters against
the emotional and mental beatings I've been taking from
a friend.

It's soul-boggling how anyone could be so downright mean
to another, especially to someone you considered a good
friend.

Explanations aren't forthcoming, I'm placed in a vacuum
of outer space and held there.

Being beaten unmercifully over and over for days and days
with no compassion from any direction.

It must be hell I've been in, there's no other explanation
for it.

Having no self-esteem or self-worth left to put me back
together again.

What do I do with this ragged, broken mind and body now
that my friend has decided to discard me like yesterday's
trash?

(9: 52 a.m. - 3/23/11)