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: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading... Related