Between towers and the sky!

 Punches to the sky

Sunday, September 11, 2022
12:09 PM

(By: Karla Wagener)

She lived in her own little life,
Sheltered but alone.
Sheltered from the storms,
So alone.

Punch the sky!
Break out of that shell.
Punch like hell.

She found her expression
In pads of paper.
Paper images of her soul
Was all she felt or could know.

So she burned them all
In her great frustration
From an outside world, so cruel,
And punched and hit
But always seemed to miss.

Punch the sky!
Break that old shell.
Punch like hell.

Punch, punch, punch
And burn.

Still they rose again

Like a phoenix friend

To burn in the 💜 hearts

Of loved ones.