Touching the hem of the fabric
She pulled harshly
Tearing every piece of it
Staring at the skies
Her eyes darted slowly
Into the sparkling light of the stars
Tearing up
Her eyes moist
No longer dry
She turned around
Did the world deceive her?
Maybe she should have never lived for it.
Taking deep breaths
She made her way
Into the hospital bedroom
Telling herself she no longer has time
As the world faded between the blinded curtains
Above her head
Now lay a family of five
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Excruciation & Euphoria
PoetryRaging Storms, Violent Cries, That single tear, Laid in that child's eyes. Would you feel the same, If it was your daughter Would you feel the pain, If it was your brother ...
