Comfort

barely hanging on
wishing for an esacpe
this slow pain killing me
every rip at my heart
makes me wish for an end
one i shall not find
i am meant to live in pain
this i am sure of
the sun shines through my window
landing on my face
its warmth is comforting
the only comfort I know





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SagaLiSela This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Nov. 7, 2009 at 10:41 am
The emotion in this piece! Awesome.
I'm guessing the lack of puncuation was on purpose, which suits this piece well.
A very unique, and genius shift at the end of the poem.
 
Hayz~Hardcore said...
Nov. 3, 2009 at 7:38 am
this is really good and deep i like it alot keep up the good work and if u want check out my work and let me know waqt u think
 
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