Victim was our surname
It’s all we’ve ever known
We thought we could tame
Each other feeling so alone
We loved like martyrs
I never knew I was brave enough
You pushed me even farther
I endure the grief for the both of us
You’re a hard soul to save,
With an ocean in the way,
But I’ll get around it,
I thought I could get around it…
My emerald chakra was guarded
Snipers poised ready to fight
They fell back with just one word
They should have shot you on sight
Some coffee, a keyboard and my soul! My first true friends!
Poetry and Prose by #1 Amazon Bestselling Author of Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow, Co-Author of #1 Amazon Bestseller, Wounds I Healed: The Poetry of Strong Women, and Jan/Feb 2022 Spillwords Press Author of the Month
Poetry and Prose by Gabriela Marie Milton #1 Amazon Bestselling Poet & Editor, Award Winning Author, Pushcart Prize Nominee
Jane's Lens
Giving and Receiving Blessings
Where I share my jewels of wisdom of life
Life is make believe, fantasy given form
I created a new word...... "plagiarism"
Loneliness Isn't Real 