My Friends Pain Poem by Patrick 'the pyropoet' littrell
My Friends Pain
One stroke left, one stroke right and all my pain flows out of sight
Blood pumps through coarsing veins Releasing all my inner pains
Releasing all emotions built Now replaced with searing guilt.
Guilt of befriending a razor blade To make my pains slowly fade
build, release...... again and again Why can't i have a normal friend?
My life becomes a paradox To only end within a box.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/7/2024 1:17:17 AM # 1.0.0.1119
You words flow so smoothly. I feel that there's more here that meets the eye. But the special things about friends are the things that are kept between them, So a beautiful write just the same