~broken~ Poem by Miki Simmons

My faith for the beginning had been decided.
All through my life pain would follow.
I could smile, but inside I would frown.
Since my life was an open journal.

There were words left unsaid.
Promises I had broke when made.
Lies that opened brand new wounds.
I couldn't stop even if I knew.

Friends that would never understand.
Blood that was spilled for no reason.
The color red became my worst fear.
The sound of water made me cringe.

I was the walker who never looked foward.
The walked that never looked back.
The time stopper who couldn't stop.
The air that was never meant to be breathed.

My life was an entry never once read.
Broken spine, Blooded Pages.

Copyright 2007
Miki Simmons