I've grown out of thinking
Thats there's some miracle cure.
I know now that there aren't always answers
to my endless questions,
All the quick fixes have failed me,
The experts haven't got a clue.
And I've almost stopped believing in relief.
Where do I turn for a remedy,
Something that might make things better,
Someone who might know a way to heal this?
This is no way to live a life,
Surviving on partial breaths,
and hiding in the dark,
and finding ways to accept the pain.
Show me a light,
Give me some air,
Take away the pain.
Could you be everything I need,
Everything the rest of them
have never been?
Author notes
random. again with the poetry relating to my symptoms. it changes the way everyday life works for me, how can i not write it?
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Ooh, I love it! It's everything I'm feeling right at this moment. You are always the best at putting it into words. Makes me want to cry, I think....
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this is great, it is a very poetic way to plead for mercy- i wish i had a polite way to say it.
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Brilliantly written, Mar-Mar.
It makes me kind of worry about you though,
oh!
At the end,
In this line;
"Everything th rest of them"
You forgot the E in the.
Oh!
And I really loved this part;
"This is no way to live a life,
Surviving on partial breaths,
and hiding in the dark,
and finding ways to accept the pain.
Show me a light,
Give me some air,
Take away the pain."
Again,
Great work.
Hope to hear more soon.
~Kinsey
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