Hidden January 19, 2015 ~ Lisa Split and splintered like weapons, words hurled at once cut me off at the knees down I fall silently in a wood surrounded by those with stronger roots a crash heard only in my heart bits of me who I used to be unfound and cloaked in dust Share this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading... Related