As the sun sets
and darkness falls over mr
my heart grows weak
and my focus is decreased
As the raging wind blows
it sweeps everything away
yet the pain and the suffering
shall malways remain
As skies turn grey
and storms arise
I carry my sorrows on my shoulders
and yet wonder why
so I ask thee Lord, thy God, thy Saviour
help me please, because i am just a teenager
Author notes
another particular tragic story in my life that ended with smiles... lol
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very relatable. i liked the imagery and metaphors here. good stuff.
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Very nice
it sounds like you have broad shoulders ... A very nice poem
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