February 22, 2018
By Eviet BRONZE, Canton, Illinois
Eviet BRONZE, Canton, Illinois
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It’s too much pain.
It’s a pin,
Prodding its way in and out of your heart.
Does love exist?

I wanted to feel the sun,
For its warmth to wrap itself around me.
Instead I got caught up in a snowstorm.
Maybe love isn’t for me?

I dug a hole,
I’ve made my post.
I put my heart on it.
What happens now?

No longer should I try to fight,
When there’s no need to find love.
Endless choices to try for,
Why not just try for myself?

The author's comments:

I was inspired to write this poem by a recent break-up I had. I hope people know they're not alone when a break-up happens. Also that they don't need anyone to make them happy but themselves. 

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