Watery Pain

February 15, 2011
Pain is like water to me.

It washes off my skin so easily,

But leaves a trail of stranger

it drips slowly to the floor

In a heap of an unwanted mass.

The water can be overwhelming

To a point of utter catastrophe.

Luckily I brush it off and shrug,

Knowing that it will come back someday.

It always does.

Everywhere I go I get caught up in it,

Because water is in the air I breathe,

In the blood running through my veins,

And the food I eat at the dinner table.

Pain is with me at all times.

Water can be two things

:It can be something we need to survive,

Or it can be something that we fear the most.

I love and hate the water

,Because without evaporation my world is over.

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PoeticallyCorrect said...
Apr. 1, 2011 at 8:13 pm
this is beautiful. simply beautiful
Katniss1213 said...
Mar. 23, 2011 at 9:23 pm
Such an amazing metaphor! I never saw it that way, but I totally get it. (well, as much as i can without being in your head.) Great job!
Anna-Akua said...
Mar. 22, 2011 at 8:39 pm

wow! i loved the concept, i didnt get it it at first when u switched between water and pain but now i do lol!

I like it, actually i LOVE IT! please comment and rate my poems!


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