Articles by Katie Good
Broken into Beautiful
Torn and battered, tattered shreds, Shards of a heart broken; Bleeding wounds, trials and tears, Pain of a word ill spoken. She holds on tight to the broken bits- Shatters of dreams once hoped for. Tears wash her cheeks like rivers of rain; Shoulders sunk ‘neath the weight she’s bore. She dares not lift her hanging head; The travelers passing by Understand not the cry of…