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Aug 2016
what i once wore on my sleeve
is no longer my fashion
i am sleeveless once and for all
as a bra on the fire, i am liberated
from the heavy weight ofΒ Β the broken
released to fly from the pain
i soar as high from the liars and once trusted

what i once wore on my sleeve
is now just shattered pain
i close out the disingenuous
careful not to remove the shards
lodged in my soul

what i once wore on my sleeve
stab my feet as i walk over what is left
my cold life line no longer sustains me
i am unfeeling my sadness

i no longer wear what tore me down to nothing
i no longer wish for that which it offered
i know it was all empty promises
i have no delusions of bliss

what i once wore on my sleeve
kills me no more
i am gone
by: BPeterson
Abeja Reina
Written by
Abeja Reina
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