MidlandAngel68
Junior Member

Mother of 3, a survivor of domestic abuse. I have Fibromyalgia and other health conditions. I'm an aspiring poet, using poetry as a way of coping with my chronic pain condition

Joined: September 2021 Last seen: 2 years ago

Submitted Poems 3 total

Deep Wounds The promise of tomorrow became a fancy of today an illusion, dissolving into thin air before my very eyes the trace of a memory still lingered on clinging to my... – *by Lisa Conway*	9 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
The Mirror I come to a sudden halt when I see someone staring back at me a picture of a women with a strange look in her eye who’s that? I wonder out loud I’m not sure, not really Staring at her longer, then I understand I know who she is, sort of but she’s... – *by Lisa Conway*	2 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
No Regret's Through the pain I wouldn’t change a thing even if I could I would’ve still loved you, no regrets… what’s the point it won’t change a... – *by Lisa Conway*	5 Views added 2 years ago	Rating

Deep Wounds

The promise of tomorrow
became a fancy of today
an illusion, dissolving
into thin air before my very eyes
the trace of a memory
still lingered on
clinging to my...

– by Lisa Conway

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added 2 years ago

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I come to a sudden halt when I see
someone staring back at me
a picture of a women
with a strange look in her eye
who’s that? I wonder out loud
I’m not sure, not really
Staring at her longer, then I understand
I know who she is, sort of
but she’s...

– by Lisa Conway

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added 2 years ago

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