Colette Grosvenor

Rookie (6/5/1994)

Shattered Child - Poem by Colette Grosvenor

Breathlessly, I allow myself to look up
Fists clenched and eyes streaming,
I hate what I see.
The broken girl stares back at me,
She stares hard, boering into my soul,
Glaring from behind her shattered life,
Hating me for my freedom.
I punch the cracked wall of her cell,
Recoiling in pain.
Yet she still stared through clueless, glazed eyes.
I hate her!
Shes shattered but I wish I was her,
That shattered girl in my mirror.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 28, 2010

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 16, 2010

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