sometimes I long for my sadness
some days when I feel less distant
less surreal
less bitter
less of sorrow
there is nothing that i can feel
so I long for the pain
I become frightened
because all I have ever known
was the comforting warmth of my tears
and how I was able to find some sort of art
in my own tragedy
-g.b.
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Poems at Midnight
PoetryMy moods and thoughts take the shape of poems. Whenever I have coffee, walk down the street, listen to the rain or my favorite song , there is this undeniable voice in my head. It aches, it laughs, it cries and it told me to create. This is for the...
