Broken Woman Poem by Lizelle 'Leasel' Martins

Broken Woman



"Painted Faces"
That is what he called her
That is what he saw
And Honestly
It was true

To the world
She was happy, free spirited
Mind of her own
Passion for life
But most days..

She just want to crawl into a dark place
And stay there
Hide from the pain
The tears
Brokenness
Heartache
Hide from it all

"Painted Faces"
A beautiful canvas for the world to see
But a Broken Woman Alone

Tuesday, July 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: broken
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fabrizio Frosini 14 July 2015

but... why is she ''broken''.. May I ask?

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Lizelle 'Leasel' Martins

Lizelle 'Leasel' Martins

Johannesburg, South Africa
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