She is beautiful broken
she has seen one too many
tragedies through her sky
blue eyes she has been to
hell it has tried to consume
her beautiful soul but she is
not meant to stay in that
darkness for long she claws
her way up from the dark up
to the light that shines at
the top where she belongs is
not a place it is not an object
it is another beautiful soul the
one that I call my true love….
~Nicole Marie
Nicole Marie is one of our top poetry contributors for New Theory.
