Injured Intellect Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Injured Intellect
Injuring a mind of intellect, grief sidles against memories,
rubbing them raw with a sadness of loss.
Turning self into hiding from emotional depths of sorrow,
hoping to bypass all feelings of hopelessness and come out
smiling.
A never-ending hope dashed from it's beginning, silently
taking life from it's space in timeless years, stringing
it across spans of eternity.
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