They ask her
"Have you ever seen a miracle?"
Her eyes light up, having then this little spark inside
As if she intended to talk some poetry about my soul
I forget where I stand as soon as the words leave her mouth "it's impossible." She says
I rush to my defense internally... "How?" My subconscious wonders in clear shock
"How can she deny what's right in front of her?"
It feels like being ripped apart and put on fire for continuous torture
What comes after that?
What is there to be more painful than someone denying your existence?
How can the human heart turn so cold , unappreciative within seconds?
-denial
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The Unexpected
PoetryThings I've learned , things I got over , things I'm still trying to heal from , memories , things that had happened to me and how I feel about them , tough times , good times , misery , joy All turned into poetry... Hope you like it All love...❤
