Splintering Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Splintering



Life is a banal creature, hurting and maiming us throughout it's span of time.
At times being tremendous, mainly though, raking us through the coals, not giving us a choice, surrounding us with grief day in and out.
Splintering and dropping us into heaps of trash to find our way out of.

Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: giving,grief,hurting
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