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Bree Goodwin

Updated: Fri, 15 May 2020 05:53 am

bree51994@gmail.com

bausti11@baker.edu

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I’m a mother of two, married college student. Looking for an out for my anxiety, and I am hoping to find it to n poetry.

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Broken Sometimes I feel as if I am broken Broken beyond what glue can fix Jagged pieces spread every where I look Inside my head Yeah, I must be broken My imperfections becoming something I can’t hide I am broken, My fake smiles becoming more evident everyday Happiness i can’t reach haunting me Taunting me through the night Why am I so broken Pieces of my pieces shattering more everyday No matter what I do, Bleeding inside trying to piece together those shattering pieces that remain, Like a jigsaw puzzle Over and over again. I will always be broken. A heavy burden I have tried to learn to bare. Life acting breaking me more each day me, like a piece of fine China thrown to the hard tile floor, without a thought Without a single ounce of remorse So carelessly So recklessly I feel so effortlessly, Destroyed Defeated, I have fallen victim again To the demons that dance within I am broken, So many thoughts clouding my head. I scream, silently, so desperately yearning to truly be heard Dying for the pieces of me to become realigned. But things that are truly broken can’t even be mended with time.

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