Damaged: The Poems

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AuthorHouse, 2010 - Poetry - 132 pages
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Damaged, is a whirlwind of emotions in this poetic following of the young author's life. As one who has lived her life with Bipolar Disorder, Carolyn Marie captures audiences with her bold expression of life lessons. Each poem describes everyday, and not-so-everyday, trials and tribulations that end as a way to psychologically grow as a human being. Marie truly lets herself go in her work.
 

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There comes a point in our lives where we must realize that our life is about us. We must find a way to live happily on our own before bringing other things into our situations.Not Easily BrokenPublish my heart on a thousand ripped pages until I'm no longer damaged. The broken stages of my own life's work proves pending as I'm still living in dirt. Rising gracefully, I'm still hurt but healing salted wounds. Feeling the death of my own doom is much more priceless. Loving to be the queen and seeing things exactly the way I want them to be. This life is a beast. In less than a week, I've seen the ultimate change.All of a sudden they know my name and the sore loser is now the winner of the game. I forgot there was pain. Now, when the rain falls, I can realize that it was keeping me alive after all. So how can this madness be me? For one time in my life I'm finally free to be the very thing that everyone should see when I look in the mirror. No longer the broken-hearted girl; now the greatest gift in my own world.

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