With trembling hands

November 25, 2013
While I piece together with trembling hands…..
A broken heart, tear filled eyes and a mouth that no longer speaks,
A chore long that craves to be fulfilled,
Sorrowful, as well as angry feelings that belong to a lonely mind,
An unexplored journey that leaves you uneasy.
With trembling hands I start a revolution that was long over due,
And I piece together my thoughts, only this time without trembling hands.

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Janelle7 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 25, 2014 at 2:29 pm
Wow! Left me speechless! Utterly amazing!
ShadoWings said...
Nov. 28, 2013 at 8:03 pm
I like the uneven flow and mixture of emotions, 5/5 :D
Health_Class-Podell said...
Nov. 28, 2013 at 6:23 pm
i love your poem it's beyond awesome!!!
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