Poems from conscenza1

I am new to this kind of thing This push-pull Self-motivated team thing.   Not very athletic, but I’m attempting to push limits Or myself...
Today would be memories of our journey Together and apart, Of struggles and triumphs over brokenness and unworthiness…   Today would be...
To be heard I have fought, With words like knives And steely looks… Been serious, perhaps all too serious- I have destroyed and Broken...