Anguish Poem by Philip Vincent Sanders
Anguish
Jagged edges to the mind
If I look … what will I find?
The tearing, wrenching hurt
That rips you as it spurts
And twists you round and round
With an eerie … silent sound
What anguish you can feel
Beneath the shield of steel
A soliloquy to pain
Will life ever be the same?
Sunday, December 11, 2005
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5/7/2024 4:23:22 PM # 1.0.0.1119
that might have been a painful experience..