I read and read and read and read,
and hope to remember the important things.
I hope and pray to be soon freed
From the horrors these unspeakables bring.
...
How lovely is this winter day!
The sweet cool wind to brush my cheek.
I look up at the sky: blue-gray-
But not at all so dark or bleak.
...
The Terror Soon To Come
I read and read and read and read,
and hope to remember the important things.
I hope and pray to be soon freed
From the horrors these unspeakables bring.
I now live each day in perpetual fear,
For the exam days are almost here.
excellent poems. you are great in explaining your feels. i invite you to read my poem