Aftereffect Poem by luke jorgensen
Aftereffect
loss, pain sorrow
fades like clouds
but not as fast
time ticks, hand moves
we move, life goes on
rain falls tears fall
sun comes, we run
from life itself and all its harm
wind blows through the sky
I sit under my roof and cry
all night the pain that doesn't stop
tends to slowly tear me apart
through day and night the Aftereffect is there
and doesn't leave until I have fallen into a long lasting sleep.
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