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    Torn Sheets
    Torn Sheets
    Torn Sheets
    Ebook103 pages31 minutes

    Torn Sheets

    By Ella Rye

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    Bottled Up
    Broken Down
    Trying to find all these lost pieces
    of myself

    From the poet that brought you, The Girl: Unspoken Words Collection. Comes the new collection, Torn Sheets

    Torn Sheets explores the frustrations and anxiety in relationships. Also, shining a light on living with an autoimmune disease.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherElla Rye
    Release dateDec 4, 2018
    ISBN9781386916024
    Torn Sheets
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    Ella Rye

    Ella Rye grew up in a small town in California. She grew up loving words. An avid reader since a young age. During her teen years, she developed a love of poetry and began writing. The words flowed out of her naturally, never even really knowing what type of poetry she was writing. Over the years, poetry helped her throughout her life. It was therapeutic, now she hopes that her poetry can help those who are going or have gone through the same things. Love and heartbreak have always been a major theme.

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      Book preview

      Torn Sheets - Ella Rye

      My Love

      My Love

      You’re Lost

      The Alcohol has taken hold

      Tainting your soul

      It calls to you

      And you don’t ignore

      My Love

      You’re lost

      You’re dragging us down

      Can’t you see you're destroying us?

      You ignore the pain

      For that ounce of happiness

      My Love

      I’m tired

      You’re going to self-destruct

      And we’ll be left in your dust

      Don’t you see?

      You may not always have me

      How long can this go?

      My Love

      I’m gone

      Incurable 

      I feel this disease eating at me 

      No one understands it

      I’m in pain 

      But no one can really grasp it 

      My reality is this

      Pain everyday 

      I feel like I could just sleep 

      I can’t remember certain memories 

      My mouth feels so dry 

      It's hard to swallow

      This disease

      I don’t really understand 

      I’m attacking my own body 

      But no one can really see 

      I feel like people think I want pity 

      But I don’t 

      This incurable disease 

      People look at me 

      I’m perfectly healthy

      But inside 

      My body is at war 

      And I can’t do anything to stop it. 

      I have to live with it. 

      I have to deal with it 

      Alone.

      I Remember When…

      I remember when I was eighteen 

      I left my hopes and dreams on the counter

      But they were forgotten 

      My world didn’t let me linger 

      I remember when I was nineteen

      I met a boy 

      Who would ruin me 

      He took my innocence 

      While sleeping with another 

      But I didn’t know till seven years later 

      His lies became my world

      And his words began to hurt

      I remember when I was twenty-six

      I grew the courage to get myself out of that mess

      His words had hurt me

      But made me stronger 

      I didn’t look back 

      I ran 

      from the nightmare that became my life 

      That’s when it all changed 

      The relationships were different 

      But the men seemed the same 

      I remember when I was 30 

      I had a baby growing in my belly 

      I didn’t know she’d be my future 

      She came too early but she made it

      I was a mess 

      Another life I had to nurture 

      When I wasn’t sure 

      Lots of nights’ tears would stream from my eyes 

      Was I doing it right? 

      I’m now thirty-five 

      She has the sass that is so her 

      I see myself in my daughter 

      I hope she never has to feel like I did at nineteen 

      I hope she reaches for those dreams

      And doesn’t see her mistakes as failures 

      That she holds on to the memories

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