Logan Rheinst

Rookie (7/22/89 / Rochester NY)

Pleasantries - Poem by Logan Rheinst

Darkness so kind.
Darkness so pleasing.
Reveling on my bed,
as I stare at the ceiling.

Music filling every pore.
Music drowns the pain.
Non-self-inflicted stress reliever.
Grateful cause it's pouring rain.

No more slicing of the skin.
No more. No more.
This pain won't win.
I have to be strong. I won't give in.

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Comments about Pleasantries by Logan Rheinst

  • Ivy Christou (1/25/2006 1:59:00 PM)

    good for you! fight those depressing days with music, it works for me too :)
    HBH
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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 23, 2006



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