Poem: linda m. crate

Poem: linda m. crate

to be broken

i will march on
to the beat of my own drummer
for so long i've felt
people have tried to silence me

dismissive of my fears
or my emotions
skeptical of my heart
judgmental of my accomplishments
all too willing to paint me 
in the darkness of my flaws
without accepting 
my light,

and so i shy away
slipping into the shadows;
because even night
shines with a brilliance
all it's own—

people don't always understand me
sometimes they are hurt
by what i have to say, but it is not
my intention to wound;
only heal myself and all the broken souls
who know what it is like
to be broken.

 

about the writer: linda m. crate

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Linda M. Crate's poetry, short stories, articles, and reviews have been published in a myriad of magazines both online and in print. She has five published chapbooks A Mermaid Crashing Into Dawn (Fowlpox Press - June 2013), Less Than A Man (The Camel Saloon - January 2014), If Tomorrow Never Comes (Scars Publications, August 2016), My Wings Were Made to Fly (Flutter Press, September 2017), and splintered with terror (Scars Publications, January 2018), and one micro-chapbook Heaven Instead (Origami Poems Project, May 2018). She is also the author of the novel Phoenix Tears (Czykmate Books, June 2018).



Poem: linda m. crate

Poem: linda m. crate

Poem: linda m. crate

Poem: linda m. crate

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