Why I Suffer

By , Hartfield, VA
Why I suffer isn’t quite known.
Everyday it grows more horrid
and seems to grow in tone.
But lately I’ve noticed my love is growing more torrid.
These events that occur,
I don’t quite understand.
They all seem to blur.
I think I’m going to crash land.
Shot out of the sky,
just like my hopes.
I wished nothing more than to fly.
If only I had learned the ropes.
I think it’s too late,
so I might as well accept my fate.





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