June 10, 2012
A punch in the stomach,
the fatal crash.
Eyes red;
A complete and utter thrash.
Rumors spread like warmth,
though I freeze in a flash.
My heart begins to wither
and collapse.
Smashing every ounce of hope.
People say the world is a dark hole without hope.
The sun still comes out,
and brightens our souls.
today seems like my hope has burned to ashes.
tomorrow the darkness is coming
but for now,
I have God to thank
for tomorrow.

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InkWriter13 said...
Jul. 1, 2012 at 8:38 pm

Great poem. Strong ideas, most definitely. Favorite line:

Rumors spread like warmth,

though I freeze in a flash.

I love the antithesis there and the truth. You captured that thought so perfectly-wow. Great clarity throughout, but a little confusion towards the end. Perfect ending--loved that, I agree with you. But you might want to reconsider the repeating of tomorrow. The ending always seems to me like it needs to be the absolute"wow", the next step, the as... (more »)

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