The pain in the chest never truly disappears
It occasionally wraps a blankie on itself
To feel comfortable when in reality the aching feeling exists
While each breathe of oxygen is meant to be a luxury
All it ever does it bring about pain
YOU ARE READING
all of us
PoetryTRIGGER..... with some love. This is a collection of poems about things that cause us pain and smiles. These are short poems about my life, some of them have direct meaning others are deep.
