For a moment, the heart halts...
Breath broken, air stiffens the chest,
Body, a statue, motionless and cold,
The grip of fear tightens its hold.
Numbness veils the ache,
Chest tight, teeth clenched,
Control elusive,
Manipulation usurps relief.
The mind, the nexus,
An anchor amidst turmoil,
A seesaw not chosen,
But dictated by individual toil.
The circumstance not chosen,
Yet the person chooses their stance,
Discomfort, fear, shame,
Spawn the singular sensation's dance.
Commonplace, yet forgotten,
Heard, but left unshared,
Coping transcends, offering solace to all,
Breaking down barriers, dismantling the wall.
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Poetry by Comparison
PoetryI have written poems for 10 years, this is an opus of my work for the last 10 years, all poems have been adapted from my previous collection. I aim to publish the full story, my personal poems, with snippets of my short stories as an added bonus cha...
