Dark Poetry #4 |
Healing |
vampiana Member
since 2004-09-08
Posts 296Nothing and Nowhere |
My pain Is like an open wound Gushing blood Exposed flesh My vunerability On display For the world to see. Soon a scab will form Hard and crusty A protective layer Hiding the ugly truth Beneath There is a chance of recovery. The scab is picked And the wound fresh again. In time My wound will heal completely The new pink skin A memory Of previous times I went through To get here today Ready to begin Once again. Tomorrow, is the today we feared yesterday. |
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brezee Member
since 2003-06-02
Posts 140 |
wow...i like how you held the theme throughout and used it for each detailed stanza....nice job ~*brezee*~ |
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