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Here's another poem I wrote
*COUNT*
Count the bones that have broken in two,
Count the times they've been reglued.
Count the different types of pain,
Count the times I've prayed in vain.
Count the tears that have been shed,
Count all the nights in a hospital bed.
Count the endless bottles of pills,
Count all the bones that have been drilled.
Count these things that have been addressed,
They all equal a life in one big mess.
By: Erica L.
Copyright
I found this poem that I wrote back in 2007. I thought yall might like to hear it.
*~*The Darkness*~*
What I'm standing on is sinking in,
And I do not know how to swim.
The cliff I'm on begins to creek,
I know it is the ground I must meet.
The thoughts I have are dark and dreary,
They sometimes make me very weary.
The darkness around creeps inside,
Tell me please, where can I hide?
The sorrow I feel envelopes me,
Through this fog I cannot see.
Where is the happy warm feeling?
It has left, with all hope of healing.
I do not like this darkness inside of me,
Please, I beg you, just let me be.
By:Erica
Copyright 2007
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