September Love2

Splintered Waves by Evelyn Davis

Splintered Waves

Once a girl, now woman 

Chasing a hollow dream—

Passion without being fruitful 

The story needs no end or beginning

Backwards reality of living, breathing

Friendships and no loyalty—

Relationships with fictional people 

Stringing up our youth—

Like a quilt into blotchy color schemes,

Silence covers Death 

Action launcher; no fight to flight 

Yet no body language releases 

Constant splintered waves erupt 

Erosion before the Tempest

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