A poem unfinished


Windows too the soul
funny how the pain never shows
Aiding the wounds yet the scars still grow
Haunted by others blunders,
Good days ruined by thunder,
Struggles of a battered soul,
Who's soul mission is too grow && let go,
Past in ruins destroyed in anguished,
New days stalked by the past,
Weed what a settle get away only if the feeling would last,
You can't began too feel this pain or even fathom,
Descriptive lines do no justice,
Thought nightmares only flourished in the night
Wounds so deep scares so broad,
No understanding of how this happened at all.....
Struggles of a battered soul a poem unfinished

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