I fell like bright confetti
till I broke myself inside.
Now my shards cut just like glitter
laced with cyanide.


20 word poem. Your turn.


  1. Pain is the great teacher.
    That’s what they tell me.
    I haven’t figured out yet
    What I’m supposed to see.

    My heart breaks and breaks
    I surrender one more time
    There’s peace only in presence
    Then sometimes light will shine.

    Alison xox

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  2. Your words began benevolent
    Compliments were most prevalent
    Uttered with purpose fraudulent
    Soon they became ambivalent
    And finally turned malevolent

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