My life screwing me over.
This is the pain,
Which isn't just hurting.
It is flaunting that nothing
Can be done.
This is the pain,
Which doesn't quantify
On levels of solace....
I can't alter, change, modify it,
My life.
So, I will let this pain,
Change me.
For good.
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...