I gasp,
The sword pierces through my skin,
The agony sets in and i scream,
Collapsing to my knees,
My cries silenced by the shortness of my breath,
Tears slide down my face as my eyes widen,
Paralyzed with shock,
I fixate my stare to the ceiling,
Head roaring,
I blink,
The wound is gone,
The sword vanished,
but the pain remains,
The despair still roams.
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For you
Poetry• For those with invisible wounds • For those with rushed childhoods • For those with forgotten memories • For the trauma • For those that dream • For those that lost someone important • For the selfless • For those with plastered smiles • for t...
