Broken Pieces of Me

Rebecca Saraceno
Poets Unlimited
Published in
1 min readDec 17, 2017
Photo by lee Scott on Unsplash

The ground is opening up
Everything is disappearing
I search frantically for what was lost
The shattered parts of myself cry

Everything is disappearing
Despair and panic crash into me like a wave
Shattered parts of myself cry
But there is no sound in this awful space

Despair and panic crash into me like a wave
Broken memories and words come to the surface like bile
But there is no sound in this awful space
Only harsh disintegration

Broken memories and words come to the surface like bile
I search frantically for what was lost
I find disintegrated pieces
The ground opens up

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Rebecca Saraceno
Poets Unlimited

Editor, Writer, Seeker. Believes unequivocally in the value of connection, the power of words and animals as sentient beings.