Caged (an acrostic poem)

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Closed off and hurting, licking his wounds

As guards paraded around the bars like small moons orbiting him

Gideon smiled, wiping away the blood from his nose

Everyone thought he was doomed to die at sunrise

Didn’t understand he needed to be close, that he allowed himself to be captured…  Their screams started

Stitch (an acrostic poem)

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Systematic suturing of her emotional wounds

The pain of sewing the gash to her psyche was almost unbearable

It continued to throb years later, but the echoes of the horrific laceration kept getting weaker

They left the itch of wanting to see if she had healed enough yet

Cutting loose and pulling out each piece of mental floss

Her battle scar, now exposed, made her proud of not only surviving but healing

Blah (an acrostic poem)

Boys will be boys, but that didn’t make it any easier

Leaving Frank would not be any less painful because of it

At least the emotional wounds would start healing

Her grey mood was reflect in the clouds

 

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Wiped (an acrostic poem)

Wrestling with an empty page

Inscribing my soul in black and white

Putting it out there naked for all to see

Energy dripping from open wounds

Determined to finish before I fall asleep