.................Flying... - Poem by Jenna Marie
I feel like I’m flying soaring over the land
Loving every minute and second of it as I hold your hand
I feel like I’m falling crashing once more
As I watch you walk out the door
Memories and handprints…
Bloody fingers by pin pricks
Glass all on the floor....
Puddles of blood leaking outside of the door
Now I’m floating closer to the ground
Hoping that it is all over
I can feel death drawing closer upon me
As I bleed from my injuries by anothers hand.............
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