Hurt
It's an odd thing that grows in you like a bacteria
Starting at your chest and spreading to every vein in you
How do we handle the emotional hurt that can not be eased with doses of pain medication.
The feeling of your heart ache
It's almost too painful to bear.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Half-Pint Confessions [Poetry]
PoesíaOpening my heart as I lay my pen down each time. Words flow out of me like a confession.
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