“Lackluster Woman” by Gabriella DiGiuseppe

Tears fell from her eyes like blood from a wound

Leaking effortlessly without concern,

Broken words spoken from her broken heart

Beating consistently with untampered aggression,

Hands shaking like a car that won’t quite start

Trembling with insecurity and uncertainty,

A flower that has not been given the water to grow,

Now lifeless and filled with a remorseful sorrow.