Look around in a place like this, you will not be filled with bliss.
Ridged teeth and salty tears, this is the place where we keep our fears.
Hear your thoughts no context given, hear the words make no decision.
Taste the emotion as you watch them rise. Flowing over to much surprise. Careful quickly get your disguise.
Smell the emptiness, the space around. Dinner time while they surround.
Touch the glass of window, it's almost visiting time. In 4 days from now you'll be home.
Left lung, right lung breath.
Touch the coping booklet.
Touch the diagnosis.
Touch your mother's hand.
And touch the gripped socks you swear is your last pair.
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A Mind's Collection of Poems
PoetryHey people of Wattpad! I'm brand new here and this is my first story. Each part is a different poem. These poems range from short little anecdotes to full fledged I tried my best poems.
