Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

September 16, 2012

Pain

by Artemis Moon
It burns through my body
Where blood and breath should flow.
Am I dying?
What have I done?
No one hears my screams, no one sees my tears.
It's so painful, and I feel so lost
So blurred
So shamed.
No one sees me fall, no one sees my faults.
They cry no tears, below.
Still I feel their pain, above.

2 comments:

  1. such a nice creation!
    would be well appreciated....

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