Cries From The Bellows Within Poem by Shannon Wade

The shadow from the depths of my souls have reached a state of depletion
Although my laugh seems boutiful and full
A drought is present within me
I still yearn to reach a state of security
but the clodest factor of it all
I must learn to be secure with what lies within me
I have spent
so much time furfiling my selfish ties
Listening to lies from men who promised the moon and even the skies
I danced and kissed the lips of mulnipulation and deciet
and now a broken heart is what greets me
yet Istill stand and tower over defeat
A strong noble woman is now what you see
By Shannon Hogan