childhood in my pocket

a broken necklace

a song steeped in sorrow

a storm laced with anger

a box of torn photos

a flower that is wilting

a day drowned in rain

a mother’s stoic expression

a father’s hands of rage   a journal with bad memories

an arm full of scars

a face drenched in tears

a pillow soaking wet

a heart that won’t slow down

a night full of bad dreams

a mind that cannot rest

age 15