by Goldeniangel
I walk forward
and look down
at the shattered pieces
of my trust
and stand there
hands by my sides
as Hope,
the pale winged butterfly
flutters away.
Wonderful work!
IMHO some of your poems do much more 'telling' rather than 'showing'. Your work is much stronger when you 'paint the picture' instead of just describing it.
Keep reading and writing!