Poetry Took My Pain

June 16, 2013

When thousands of thoughts go through my head When the everyday pace ceases to end I close my mouth and open my heart I write out the panic and all of the pain This domino effect brings rushed worries and thoughts This moment of flashbacks, reliving in vain My sunshine My comfort Now far, faraway Now I turn to my mind and the words born in pain I write to overcome, to express what is gone I write to let others know this struggle we share To acknowledge and bring light to the panic we face To lay down the hardships and stand up through the rain I walk on through life, my chin to the sky Knowing that I gave poetry my pain

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BreeZwickJun 16, 2013

Sometimes it's hard to talk to people about your problems. That is why I write poetry. It never judges and always listens. It is my own private place to let my pain escape to

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