Heal the pain
Is there even a way?
One day everything can be taken separate,
Hopefully we won't have to celebrate it.
The lasting leaves will soon be gone,
Nothing more,
We still have to carry on,
Continue needing to be fine.
We're nothing less,
Than the emotions we feel,
I don't know if that can extend,
Do we really mend each other?
I'm not sure two people will be found,
Not next to each other.
22/7/17 - 23/7/17
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Escaping Sorrow
PoetryA project where I attempt to overcome the absence of an unknown man supposed to shape a father - whatever that is. Putting this out here is a massive step for me because up to a point of last year I hardly even allowed myself to write down the word...
